Gratitude To the One Who Made Me

From You have come the wonderful things That brought me joy and spread my wings I soar today above the stabs and stings That unfriendly bias so often brings. The lightning that came was looking for me; You deflected it far and away from me. The snowstorm stayed miles from my town. The deluge was gone: I did not drown. For me the trees are green, with élan Flowers bloom, their colors transform Nature to a friendly warmth and charm A rhapsody in hearts they do perform. For me the sun, the moon, the stars That bring in bounties, relieve my pain. I’m no longer alone, I cry not in vain Hope and faith are, in me, just born again. In these radiant hands, let me bury my face, Kiss them with my eyes and seek the grace, Shed tears and wash away forever the trace Of an unholy past, its pain and its fiery haze.