Don T Block Your Blessings
DON'T BLOCK YOUR BLESSINGS
An idiot sinking in the sea came up on a deserted island.
He had heard the philosophy of man is not an island, however, he resided.
He put his feet up on a fallen tree and made fire.
He was a skilled angler and had his catch of fish.
He deep-fried.
Once finished, begins to eat.
He asks self would he continue to survive.
Through his own thinking, he formed a set of values.
He walked the shores for several days with little luck.
He explored the vegetation and decided what he could consume.
He knew he better find timber to build a raft and a home.
He became very fatigue and dozed off.
He slept for an indefinite time and then awoke to find himself spellbound in a new
world.
Surrounding him was care and love.
He remembered how he came upon an island lost.
Today was newfangled.
Everything was so beautiful.
He asked self was this for real.
He would not ponder.
He would just live.
If he is to be found, this world was attached.
Yet somehow, he knew he was blessed.
He thanked the good Lord for taking heed, as he was the idiot sinking in the sea.
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Penned on October 25, 2014!
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