Tag: sunlight

My Dear God, Gratitude Letter

                                                     

                    Because my soul’s destiny is held securely in Your hands,

                    I thank You.

                    Because the sunlight’s gentle warmth,

                    Streams lightly across my face,

                     I thank You.

                    Because the birds sweetest songs,

                    Chime gently on my ear drums,

                    I thank You.

                    Because I have a soft, safe resting space,

                    To call home,

                    I thank You.

                    Because I have family and friends,

                    Who brighten and lighten my load,

                    I thank You.

                    Because I have strong health, life-giving breath,

                    And the capacity to do good this day,

                    I thank You.

                    Of the many wonderful things life

                    Has offered me thus far,

                    The greatest of these, is Your

                     Unconditional love,

                     Without which I’d have nothing,

                     Know nothing and be nothing at all.

                     By- gilda patricia

                     Happy Thanksgiving Day!    

Best Friend at Twilight

Sunlight shining through the window pane,

Glittering and dancing,

Adding new life to these four walls.

Lighting up the soul with warmth and love,

But impossible to pin down.

 

Then the steady, stable rock beneath our feet,

No frills or thrills, only what we really need,

Secure, sure, dependable love,

That doesn’t leave,

But builds and sustains life slowly over time.

 

The sun with its charm and glitter and flare,

Is most adored!

But a life can’t be built on flittering rays of light.

The sun’s warmth is missed when gone,

With value and gifts so obvious to see;

Lighting up rooms and putting smiles,

On frowning faces,

Energizing and enlivening everyone around.

 

A rock can easily be overlooked,

For it is not glaring in our eyes,

Claiming our attention and affection.

A rock just sits beneath us.

Its gift, its value felt more with passing time.

Yep, still there.  Yep, still there.

 A rock goes nowhere fast.

Its strength and endurance uphold.

 

And as we age, and lose stamina and energy,

Unable to keep up, with all our youthful dancing in the sun…

The rock is there, providing a safe,

Steady place to sit and rest our weary bones.

Love’s resting place.

 

-Gilda Patricia