Gratitude
At the height of my strength
Were weaknesses that left we vulnerable
A mighty tree chopped down to nothing
Like a weathered leaf I lied helpless
When all hope was loss and my root dried off
Was a strength that emanated from an unknown
Enough to keep me moving when nothing was left
It was divine, a blessing in disguise that had kept me
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When I fall, he hold me
In my lowest, he was there
When the roars of life thunder
His comfort, his courage was my companion
I am here because he is always there
One who loved me , even when I knew him not
In him my gratitude goes
Because in everything I am, He made it able
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In all things, we need to be grateful to God. Sometimes, I wonder where my strength springs from, even when I feel weak, but He is always there, strengthening us all the way.
Happy New Year, Dwixer.
That's true. He's our strength when we are weak.
Happy new year to you and thanks for stopping by
I'm so glad you were able to survive the deepest lows in life and have gratitude for those that helped you through. This is a lovely poem.
Thank you