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Boundlessly Blessed
Blessed beyond words am I
having to somnambulate to lectures
for endless hours every day
and slumber throughout these fixtures
That never-ending piece of work
- due tomorrow - cannot wait
An alteration in which this quirk
becomes a lifestyle in which I slave till late
Aren't I blessed with splinters
of shattered pieces from the windowpane
through which, until repaired, the icy winters
reward me with fierce wind and rain
Just as - could I ever count the gains
of burst pipes or broken timing belts,
when nothing else for me remains
as to observe just how my money melts…
How blessed am I by those arguments
and resentful quotes from siblings,
those wounds of umbrageous comments
and ever-continuous quibblings
How grateful am I for that piercing voice
of a parent shouting out the wishes
which kill the silence, with a noise
that echoes “Wash the dishes!”
Blessed beyond boundaries am I
getting up before the sun starts peeping,
and wandering to church every Sunny day,
while the world out there remains sleeping
Indeed, boundlessly blessed in disguise
I am educated, I can read, can write
In the mornings I am able to arise
and walk with both my feet to fly my kite…
Even though those scattered splinters lie
I have a home in which I’m safe
I am equipped with wings to fly
with all I need to surf the wave
Angels for sisters, superheroes the brothers -
priceless gifts directly from above
I am blessed to have these siblings
that know, understand, still unconditionally love
Not always do I see the privilege
of still having both parents that care
and with loving hearts, being the first image
that for this life, me prepare
Blessed beyond boundaries
that destinies, contingencies down here
could never be left to happen without
Him giving His blessing from high up there…
Copyright ©
Birgit Johannes
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