Gratitude runs throug me
the river overflows
and spills out past my banks
to nourish all that grows.

The seeds I've planted
with intention
grow within

Flowers blooming in the sun
may waver in the wind
but strong stems
and clear direction
guarantee perfection
of unfolding plans
we've yet to see the end.

God thank you for my being
and thank you for my blooming
help me share the grace and beauty
that you envisioned.

Help me grow into this reality

What was once only potential
a dream
a thought
a seed.

Becomes all it was meant to be

Nothing more God.
It's just all of me.