All is Blessed – My Weekly Poem 11/22/2021

I walk outside
with the divine.
Through wooded fields
and hills I climb.

Kissed by the sun
and blessed by the wind.
Then back to the city
and some joy rescinds.

Among all the buildings,
the shiny streets,
and homeless people
I try not to meet.

Is there still not the sun
to kiss my face?
Is there still not the wind
to bless this place?

Just like the woods,
where my mind was clear,
it is up to me
to bring blessings here.


Photo by Daria Sannikova on Pexels.com

This poem was posted for the previous week’s poetry prompt, Blessings

Published by Vos - Poetry and Prose

IT Professional by day – Creative Muse by night

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