How Blessed We Are Poem by Arti Chopra

When your dreams come true
Time and again,
When your fervent prayers
have not been in vain,
When you have received more
than you ever dreamt,
That is the time
Thank him again and again.

When you look at poverty and squalor,
That surrounds you,
When you look at mysterious illnesses that confound you,
When you see in the papers suffering untold,
You know your life has been touched with gold.

When you hear of children who deserted their old,
When you see around parents who had everything sold,
When you see only misery and ill health and disease,
You should thank god sincerely by being on your knees,

Our lives are blessed
Our blessings manifold
Our happiness fills our cups
In the years as they unfold,
Each joy each event
Each feeling we enjoy,
Would make us feel like a child with a new toy
All by our creator who watches over us,
We create our karmas,
And he rewards us thus,
Do evil get evil
Is what we have to learn,
Do good and only happiness
you will surely earn.