Sunday, April 21, 2024

gratitude

smoke fills the air
and we are alone
nothing to do
and nowhere to be
it's in these small moments
where gratitude is found

silence fills us
and words have no meaning
time stands still
and darkness obscures the light
it's in these small moments
when inner thoughts awaken

we drift away
and leave the map behind
holding hands, we dance
with hearts full of hope
it's in these small moments
when I am sure that God is real

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