The Sound of Gratitude

-Poetic Thursday

Thank you, for this life that I have been given.
Thank you, for this air that I breath.
Thank you, for the choice to see beauty.
Thank you, for much more, and all of these.

The sound of gratitude, is the sound of silence.
It reaches depths, not fully known by man.
It speaks silently, as it expands our presence.
It humbles, it cries, bringing joy without a plan.

To complain about anything, is to be without its knowledge.
To be thankful for everything, is to understand its moments.

Grateful is this silence, for it knows what truly is.
A reaction, a cause, a flow of life that never ends.

Acceptance not for some, but all moments it shares.
Knowing without doubt, it has its place,
Even when the eye understands not, the state of affairs.

Whisper I shall, all that my heart bears.
Only giving thanks, for both my love and my fears.

Did you find genuine value within this post? If you did, then most likely you know someone else who will as well. I invite you to share the goodness!
Namaste -Tigmonk