Psalm Of Gratitude

I express my gratitude
For live.
That yet i might despise.
Towards my own creator,
I call on to thee in needy
And forgiveness i implore.
For these maturing plants;
We lean on for air-
But yet we might trample.
I pray thee impeccable
Draw us closer
We will be elated and grateful.
We walk through darkness,
Our marvel protects.
But yet we roam clueless
shield by him
Who never impedes.
Amazing,-we don't perish.
Thanks for thy love
It creates harmony.
But yet might perish because of envy
Bless you that gives forgiveness-
That frees us all
From our hampered thoughts.

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