Spiritual Blessings
I wish nothing more
than spiritual blessings,
being completely happy
and spreading the Good News!
Material things will come after,
an abundance will overflow this empty cup,
and I will drink from it forever...
to taste God's goodness, purity and glory!
I wish nothing more
than spiritual blessings,
and comparing misery to joy,
I choose none other than holiness!
I got lost in the madness of mundane things;
following bad habits and indulging in them...
not knowing that I had fallen to darkness,
and my anguish nobody could ever hear!
I'm heading home...that home I never found,
and all the chanting angels, waiting in Paradise,
greet me with their bright smiles...
I won't be a corpse in a forgotten grave!
I wish nothing more
than spiritual blessings;
having realized the duration of wretchedness,
which withheld all good things from me!
Entered in Carol Brown's contest, "If My Dream Could Come True"
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