So, gratitude is like that gleeful gap between the notes of
a great song finally sung after
all the composing is done;
it is a journey's end after the
build-up (the wonderfully sudden pop up)
after all that faithful cranking ...
or maybe it is the cousin of
faith itself - a stabilizing force like
the Evening's sky slots for its returning stars,
and an opportunity to unveil future horizons.
S.D. Mack
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And (Even in Wreckage) We Still Find Thankfulness
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And (Even in Wreckage) We Still Find ThankfulnessSo, gratitude is like that gleeful gap between the notes of a great song finally sung after all the composing is done; it is a journey's end after the build-up (the wonderfully sudden pop up) after all that faithful cranking ... or maybe it is the cousin of faith itself - a stabilizing force like the Evening's sky slots for its returning stars, and an opportunity to unveil future horizons.  |