Joys, Blessings, and Poetry

Sharing What Brings My Life The Greatest Joy Through Poetry

The night sky is magical. All the stars are twinkling, bright with cosmic energy. I sit basking in its infinite glory and sigh at its magnificence. Over the years I have taken its beauty for granted because it was always there. I grew selfish, thinking it was only for my eyes. Why couldn’t it be? I wanted it for my very own. To witness such beauty was a blessing and it still is. I always wondered if the heavens could hear my thoughts. I often whisper prayers of thankfulness to their golden twinkling and smiled at their understanding. It always made me feel just as beautiful as its encompassing grandeur.

Each evening in its hush and omnipotence,  awe explodes over my awaiting senses. Capturing my heart for all time. The unique scene plays upon my passion and I am encouraged to venture out every night and repeat the joy so freely given with inspired certainty. It is as if I am sitting on God’s front porch in blessed peace. What more could I ask for?

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