©TREASURES

 By Myra W Darwish

I am thankful for an ability,

 To recognize treasures in front of me. 

The laughter and play of a happy child,

 A breeze scented with iris when the night wind is mild.

The earth’s awakening at the light of day, 

With melody of birdsong to trumpet the way. 

To be deep in yellow, red, and green, 

To connect with the seasons and feel what is seen.

To relate to the wind and the water’s flow,

 As the patterns of life come and go.

 To watch the sky, to trust the earth,

To feel other’s joy, and share in their mirth.

Of all the treasures within my heart 

Knowing that I am but one small part, 

Of  life’s unfolding before my eyes,  

Is profound and beautiful as a star lit sky.