The world thrives on stories of hope,
Little cracked,but surviving homes;
I live each moment in awe
From when life picked me first
So out of line, yet so full of want;
You are home to me,my world,
The only constant reminder,
My prayers and wishes answered;
No matter what changes around,
Am blessed;love can be found
If you raise a toast for the gifts
That equally to strangers, you receive to give.
Today’s prompt by Tina & Amrita’s page for thankful Thursday post is about Home. I have always found home with people and not in places. So this is a verse dedicated to the friends and my husband who have made home in my heart. Also Jamie asked us to write a poem on raising a toast to life. This is my thankful verse for life for the blessings and the constant reminder that there always is love around when you give that freely to others.
Also linking this poem to Open Link night.
Leaving another verse about being light for yourself and others that I am glad I learned some how , even if a little late ..
Stay blessed !
There are lot of stories and ways that technology has made our life simpler. But for the silent and so under confident girl like me, blogging was the first mean to connect to people who understood me and my poetry. And without internet and the various social Media pages possible over the years , I would not have known such kind hearted and inspiring people from around the world. I probably would not have met my husband who I first talked to on Twitter and later became friends and lovers.
When an email arrives from the land of Dutch , it just brightens my day. I think of the random messages I have got from this lady whom I have not met , yet who is so so aligned to my thoughts and feelings at times when I need them most. When my best friend from USA sends me pics of his newborn kid , it isn’t the same as kissing the little one but it’s a special feeling to feel included. I know it has more to do with people willing to be a part of your world , but hasn’t technology multiplied the possibilities ? A voice note to wake up to , a video call when you want only that one person to be around in the moment , a message to say “I am sorry” .. the pictures , the memories , the stories , you reading them here and I saving them for my old age.. our ancestors too had their ways to pass the knowledge. Of course we are a generation of over sharing maybe , but look at the ways technology connected people when tragedies strike a city or nation. Imagine the power and impact of these connections and shared knowledge.
Isn’t this a truly connected life ?
Isn’t this something to be truly thankful for ?
This post was inspired by the last week’s topic (I had no clue about the current topic and this was a genuine mistake to not check the week when I discovered the hashtag)
I am taking my Alexa ranking lower with the help of #myFriendAlexa campaign by blog chatter.