Thank You For Allowing Me To Be Here. Poem by Brett White

Thank you for allowing me to be here:
To feel
To know the Falling Rain and to
Appreciate its embrace -
Like that of a long-lost Lover.
To hear the Symphonies of Nature,
As they play in perfect Harmony.

Thank you for allowing me to be here:
To sense
To see the Glory in Every Raindrop,
As it floweth -
Like that of the Never-Ending Ocean:
To hear the Waves Roar,
As they rise in Nocturnal Concord.

Thank you for allowing me to be here:
Eternal Praise is due.
Ungrateful Souls will One Day Shineth:
In their Immortal Glow -
Like that of the First Sunrise after an Epiphany
Which open'st our Eyes
To the Divinity within us All.