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Abundance



                                                                                                   If I ever feel jaded and slow on some days
                                                                                                   Praying to the Almighty always pays
                                                                                                   A sense of wonder at his beautiful creation
                                                                                                   A world full of wonder and beautiful features


                                                                                                   The floating clouds teach me the art of freedom
                                                                                                   To be pure and light hearted like a beacon
                                                                                                   The sunset teaches the tale of certainty
                                                                                                   For every morning the Sun rises to certainty

                                                                                                   The flowers teach the art of beauty
                                                                                                   Imparting fragrance to one and all on a call of duty
                                                                                                   Giving joy even to the hands who crush it
                                                                                                   Creating an aura of happiness bit by bit

                                                                                                   The river teaches the joy of enthusiasm
                                                                                                   To overcome challenges and deep chasms
                                                                                                   With so much beauty of abundance in nature
                                                                                                   Man is indeed a loved and blessed creature


                                                                                                   Closed Doors


                                                                                                   When the fury of life came hopping in
                                                                                                   Making me wonder if I had committed a sin
                                                                                                   When unexpected circumstances closed doors
                                                                                                   You sent angels so that I could still score

                                                                                                   Through unexpected gestures I saw your grace
                                                                                                   Reminding me of God's presence amidst the maze
                                                                                                   You happily resurrected my lost smile
                                                                                                   Making me walk longer, many miles


                                                                                                   Your angels were sent to enlighten the mind
                                                                                                   Even as I wondered what a find
                                                                                                   They took away the pain or two
                                                                                                   And brought cascades of happiness too


                                                                                                   Dear God when a door closes
                                                                                                   You stand invisible but firmly posed
                                                                                                   The beauty of your benevolence won my heart
                                                                                                   Now faith stays parked and shall never depart


                                                                                                   @Aabha Rosy Vatsa
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