For the times when time is still as a rock
For the times when I stop clocking the
watch,
Or watching the clock,
For the times when I am the boat,
And time is the dock,
For the stillness,
I am grateful,
For the relief that comes after pain,
And for the pain,
They're one and the same,
Two roads converging to run as one
lane,
And for the Journey,
I am grateful,
I am grateful,
For loyalties and abuses of trust,
Betrayals and friendships are just,
A refining of gold from dust,
The sifting process does what it must,
For the lessons in true value,
I am grateful,
For all the saints that have gone
before,
For all the teachers who held open the
door,
For those who have scraped my remains
from the floor,
I'd be nothing without you, I am
utterly sure,
For the comfort of unaware Angels,
I thank you
For the divine and loving thread
From before conception, till long after
I'm dead,
To that bridegroom eternally wed,
When mountains have sunk let it be said
We bled,
Together.
For you,
I'm eternally grateful
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