When we lose one blessing,
another is often most unexpectedly given in its place.
C.S. Lewis
Prayer
I want to count my blessings
Not so that I can sleep…
(I can’t sleep)
I want to count my blessings
So that I can live…
It’s not easy to count them
Knowing that others have less – doesn’t help
Knowing that others – suffer more
Doesn’t give solace
I need to gather myself
My many selves
That I may be of service –
Each moment – a blessing
To live into
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