I count my blessings

I count my blessings

8 March 2012

Winds blew once so strong in my face

With many a chilly thud in their race

Towards shutters that shrank inside

As my very thoughts they would hide

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A rise from some deeper fall in disgrace

As this my very core one did misplace

Yet within, remnants of an older pride

Took stillness to peak of a rising tide

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Sanctifying thoughts that burn within

A faith glows from ashes strewn thin

The shepherd forever his lamb guards

Through the thistles, thorns and shards

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Walk on sweet lamb shedding thy skin

Forever healing as your soul you’d win

From a game not unlike a hand of cards

As skinned hide a cloud of soul discards

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I count within my bosom my blessings

In manner of daily quiet happenings

In caress of tree that softly whispers

In shimmers of a light that murmurs

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I count within my shell my blessings

In rapture of mine redeemed wings

In resolute end of fall that hampers

In awe of feathers growing from furs

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