The Seed of Impact
I have so much to be grateful for,
That my being is bubbling clouds upon shore,
Like the surge in the current rising up from the sea,
This is an idea of how happy I am to me.
Feeling the excitement in living present,
Agreeing with the wiser being I,
Bring forth dreams imagined for thy.
Here is my gift of love,
From me to above.
I call the abstract,
The seed of impact.
I have so much to be grateful for,
That my being is bubbling clouds upon shore.
Like the surge in the current rising up from the sea,
This is an idea of how happy I am to be me.
Feeling the excitement in living present,
Agreeing with the wiser being I,
Bringing forth dreams imagined for thy,
Crafting visions that ascend caressing the sky.
Here is my gift of love,
From me to above.
I call the abstract,
The seed of impact.
Its roots reaching deep, its branches expanding,
Sowing intentions across the land.
Each ripple, a purpose, a sparking ignite,
A perfection loving gratitude glowing firing light.
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