Blessed beyond words,
truth is like a bird
with a broken wing,
it can't always fly
but it can surely sing
this song calls to me,
the inner voice
of muse speaks volumes,
stitching together
fractured moments of my life,
giving each of them worth
these words bubble up gently
from a place, cool and
deep inside us all,
a place immortal and wise
their warmth and their light
wash over me to cleanse my soul
and remind me that
in a world that reeks of harshness
we are never fools to be kind
all who seek will one day find,
their reason to keep smiling
in spite of the world
and all its ways of beguiling
to notice it once will make it true,
we are blessed beyond words.
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