We measure the benefit of nourishment
by a certain gauge, that indicator of wealth,
a manner of delight in our achievement
toward all facets of maintaining good health.
Yet, no dollar figure can be placed on time,
the value of life given sweet nutrients
that manna from heaven in prayer sublime,
hearts vulnerable sing humanitarian events.
While the ethereal nature of life gather energy
speak in kind form our need to recognize
our lives dependent upon a sweet shared synergy
when out of the sky falls a cleansing wise.
We climbed a dusty and dry summit of reality
to feel the rain, the rains of love’s civility.
Love this spoken poetry! I particularly like the repetition at the end.
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Thank you so much – delighted 🙂
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