Rolling of the clouds scroll to lift
A precious person awaits this gift
Squandering in a path of unsettling doubts
How is it live in this world, none care about

Passages and stages of life have been at times vial
A pleasant soul, will land as a hiiden blessing not a trial
The the soul will quest for an answer to be known
A blessing is a gift, keep sacred at times not clearly shown

Subtleness then appears within the heart
A gift given from the heavens, must be precious, embrace from the start
To be in awe of such a pleasant breeze swift
Accept the blessing, as an astounding gift

Not worthy of being smiled upon from heaven above
God has granted my soul his everlasting love
I will praise my God, as my prayers uplift
I am blessed, with Gods glory and a special gift...

© rainbowprince