A Song of Gratitude, to my Brother Al Wordlaw
For your kindness, selflessness and inner beauty
I felt the seeds of Your concern,
Touching me within like raindrops.
Like the Earth I absorbed them,
As they nourished my Heart-Petals,
Thus blossoming to new life.
Sweet, sweeter, sweetest Love,
Glowing in this Garden of Thankfulness,
My Heart emerged, only to marvel
At the beauty of orchids,
Calling out Thy name.
You’ve dropped a golden Pearl,
Right into my lap;
I’m now saturated, by Thy selfless boon.
My psychic tears run over,
Touched by this sacrifice supreme.
Beloved, what is my tiny offering to Thee?
Overburdened with duty,
The mother bleeds diligently,
Her tears a priceless raiment,
For the grandeur of Thy Kingdom.
The Sun, in all its splendour,
Blazes a trail across the firmament,
Cascading endless energy to Mother Earth,
Which, in all Her opulence,
Vigorously renews life.
Where then is the significance of my worth?
I feel the kernels of Your Grace,
Dancing within me like ‘sweet thrills.’
Nourishing my Gratitude,
I place my ALL, at Your Feet Divine.
-Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. ©Copyrighted, 18th August 2015.
~ Awakening The Inner Light ~