Selfishness corrodes our minds,
Til we just forget why we live,
For no matter what it is we recieve,
Its never as great as the gift we give.
We keep searching for the things in the world,
That'll never satisfy our want and need,
And even when we declare that we have not,
At some point we have all lived in greed.
Some of us miss our blessings,
Our blessings are not missing tho,
If we only took the time it'd take to notice,
We could actually watch the blessings glow.
For sometimes blessings arent packaged,
With pretty bows or shiny bells,
A blessing isn't always how someone has treated you,
Or living in our little fairytales.
A blessing can be considered health,
Yet that isnt always so,
Some blessings are hard to see,
But when seen- a blessing you will know.
Greed makes us miss out on so much in life,
If only we could live without this dreadful flesh,
We're scared to leave ourselves out of our decisions,
And our blessings fall thru our plans made of mesh.
But if we were selfless we might feel what its like to become,
To become peaceful, happy, loving, giving,
If only we would die to our flesh,
Thats when we could freely begin living.
I happened upon some blessings that were lying in a dark room talking,
While I was walking down the nursing home hall,
Something about the sweetness of it deeply blessed me,
And it wasn't for me, to me, or about me at all.
I thought, Why have I let my greed keep me from such beauty,
Those blessings gone unseen yet they are not in disguise,
I can't count the blessing I have received yet missed,
And these are the blessings that truly mesmorize!