Gratitude

Your chocolate skin
has made me addictive
my endorphin
levels are raised.

There is no ache
expect the one missing
your constant flow
of touching thrill.

What is this thing
I can't explain it!
Divinely linked  
and merged inside;

the flesh plays games
immensely kissing
I ruminate
I'm mystified.

Yes it’s true that materials play their part,
bricks and mortar, wood and glass,
a colour you found for the front door
that makes the Maple burn its brightest,
but they are all just pieces of a collective,
It’s formed in layers not
specific things or places.
 
It’s the wet nose of a dog that
that nudges onto tears,
a strip of morning sunlight that makes
the dust dance and finds the cat curled,
a coffee mug and its coaster rings
that briefly fog the glass.
 
It sits beside us all for family TV,
stretches out when someone leaves the settee,
kisses in the kitchen waiting for the kettle
and echoes round a Sunday table leaving
laughter on dried up peas and gravy drips.
You can see it breathe as curtains lift,
Its heart is found on the mantel piece,
tracking life in time-checked glances.
 
It’s in that box with all the bits
the drawer with batteries and paper clips
the photographs with aging styles
the turning pages that make us smile
the garage cobwebs and fluorescent light
the tins of screws and moths at night
it’s under the sink at the back of a cupboard,
a vessel of life to be discovered.

thru all my travels
down this road
or that one
to here or there
or no where

following faithfully
winds sultry whispers
into unknown
valleys of beauty
every view breathless

thankful for life’s
experiences lived
I’ve been blessed
in so many ways
specially luving YOU

Thank you Lord
for every winding
path I wandered
cause every road
has lead me to You

(Entered into ~ Gratitude comp by TIG)


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Dear God I thank you    
for every single precious breath  
And when you'll place us in paradise    
   We shall thank you then for death.    
   
People round the world gasping for breath, breathless,    
short of breath, some unable to catch their breath,    
      some breathing their last,    
some on artificial costly breathalysers .    
How many times do we thank God    
for the countless free breaths we breathe our entire life??    
Oxygen o2 more valuable and scarce than diamonds nowadays.    
         Respiration, the main need of all life    
Those who eventually recover from covid and find their breath again    
             can finally breathe a sigh of relief.    
Yet heavenly sights in paradise  will be sure    
  to take our breath away anyway.    
   
           Life or afterlife    
      Here and hereafter    
   Life's a gift from God    
Now and thereafter    
Why end it here and now    
Why not extend fun and laughter?    
When my DNA and RNA expires with me    
  May God Resurrect and revive it in me    
I live and die for an extension of life in afterlife    
   God grant me that part eternity    
To search for the meaning and purpose of life    
   is to search and find the Creator of all life    
      i know there's out there somewhere    
     in Allah's universe, a heavenly portal    
      that will lead me to eternal bliss    
            designed by Allah the immortal.    
Imagine a perfect heavenly life with no fear , death or problems    
That's a life to die for, when Allah transports us to those realms.    
   
    An abode with no sickness or illness    
Only peace and total eternal happiness    
No viruses but rather real flying horses like real Pegasuses    
   We could get to ride and fly the universe    
   with angelic wings without planes or buses    
But you have to work to earn and deserve that heavenly paradise    
        Just follow God's latest holy book, so perfect and so wise.[/b][/b][/font][/font]