I’m grateful for the sunshine, I’m grateful for the rain.
I’m grateful for the trials of life, the pleasure and the pain.
I’m grateful for this little bloom, of white and yellow flower.
That brightens that of winter day, longest night and darkest hour.
I’m grateful for its healthy spirit, that beams through muddied lawn.
That keeps on growing, through wettest morn and that of coldest dawn.
I’m grateful for the buzzard call, that soars on upward flight.
Despite all the mocking crows, that tempt it into fight.
I’m grateful for the faithful dog, with wagging tail and ball.
That comes to lighten any mood, give joy and moment stall.
I’m grateful for the ever present, for the time that’s here and now.
For the chirp of raven rook, song of tit and moo of cow.
I’m grateful for the traffic noise, the constant buzz of car.
Distracting sounds from nature’s calm, stretching thought from near to far.
I’m grateful for the passage by, of the tinkle of a bell.
For the blue sky up above, for heaven joined with earth and hell.
I’m grateful for the peace I find, of dropping into zone.
At one with which is all around, I no longer feel alone.
By Simon Blackler
Copyright © Simon Blackler 2020
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