A Beautiful Life
This blessed life of mine I am grateful for,
Every moment seems special, more beautiful than before,
Hand picked just for me, are my days,
...
Divinely guided are all my ways!
The trees seems to exist just for me,
Bursts into blooms for me to see,
They put out their shoots in tender green,
To awaken within the shrine of dreams!
The gentle breeze, laden with perfume,
Perfectly blended with the season’s best,
Reverberating through the trembling palms,
Rhythmically swaying to the winds musical trance!
The joy of the twinkling stars at night,
Translucent rays of silver dreams,
Shimmering with love and quiet peace,
Heaven’s call to love life it seems!
The color of spring’s magnificent robe,
The shoots that appear as leaves of gold,
The bud that burst forth into song,
Mirroring life in brilliance bold!
The song of the stream's, gurgling cheer,
As laughter of children ringing out clear,
The song bird are orchestrating a choir,
Trees as props against heaven’s amphitheater!
This blessed life of mine, so full, so rich,
I’ll never trade for another or ever switch,
For riches and treasures that perish and decay,
Nothing can make me throw it away!
I count my blessings moment by moment,
I live my life richly instant by instant,
Ardently enjoying the here and the now,
This, my life a gift from above!!
Posted on FB by my friend AB
The trees seems to exist just for me,
Bursts into blooms for me to see,
They put out their shoots in tender green,
To awaken within the shrine of dreams!
The gentle breeze, laden with perfume,
Perfectly blended with the season’s best,
Reverberating through the trembling palms,
Rhythmically swaying to the winds musical trance!
The joy of the twinkling stars at night,
Translucent rays of silver dreams,
Shimmering with love and quiet peace,
Heaven’s call to love life it seems!
The color of spring’s magnificent robe,
The shoots that appear as leaves of gold,
The bud that burst forth into song,
Mirroring life in brilliance bold!
The song of the stream's, gurgling cheer,
As laughter of children ringing out clear,
The song bird are orchestrating a choir,
Trees as props against heaven’s amphitheater!
This blessed life of mine, so full, so rich,
I’ll never trade for another or ever switch,
For riches and treasures that perish and decay,
Nothing can make me throw it away!
I count my blessings moment by moment,
I live my life richly instant by instant,
Ardently enjoying the here and the now,
This, my life a gift from above!!
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