Poetry: Gratitude š
by Liam
Thoughts, mysterious and benign
These are the seeds of a life devine
For with these roots growing in my brain
They unfold to feelings in a heart of flame.
We are what we think we feel or we do
If we suffer we need now change the game
Of listening too understand that pain
Change the perspective, change the thoughts
Find the goodness in the suffering parts
Gaze upon the mirror such that itās your soul you find
Smiling back at how simple itās been
āGratitudeā, helped me to see
āGratitude ā, that pain helped find in me
āGratitude ā, thought helped make me free.