Being thankful

I acknowledge all your blessings, Lord
That I had been taking for granted.
I realise, it wouldn’t have happened
If seeds of faith, I’d deeply planted.

Forgive me for belittling the gifts in line
Which you’d bestowed, free of cost.
Meanwhile, I complained and whined
For wishes deprived and hopes lost.

Throughout, your mercy shaded my life
& countless blessings endlessly flowed.
I would’ve been humbled , obliged
if positivity & gratitude, I had sowed.

Nothing happens purposelessly
Not even pricking of a thorn.
But to awaken slumbering soul
As a faithful has to be reborn