COUNTING ON THE GRACES

COUNTING ON THE GRACES

COUNTING ON THE GRACES

counting on the graces

Treading by the boulevard,
I can perceive the artistry of nature.
Chirping of birds and flocking of their feathers,
Renders a rhythm that resonate with the rhythm of my soul.
How I aspire if I was one of them,
Traversing twigs to twigs, playing around
And no reason to mental deplete.

The Sun that is preparing to break the day,
Makes me wonder if there could be a break to every day of ours,
That we can always start with the next afresh.

The leaves and the twigs that oscillates hither and tither,
Standing tall and strong in every weather,
Compels me to imagine if we could be alike in every day of ours,
Be it the day of grief or a day of joy.

So much is yet to make out of us,
But Alas! We barely have the leisure to discover ourselves with pleasure.
Discontent, accusation, grief is all we think about every time,
Providing the least room for happiness, love and compassion to survive.
Almighty comprehends why we end up counting misfortune always,
When we are already granted with enough grace to count upon in the first place.

 

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