GRATITUDE

I light a candle in my heart,
starry eyed at the little droplets of hope
and the sward storms of victory
erosion composure
as grace like volcanoes erupting
builds flames of lifted hands
and joy molten stream down
Cheeks paled in awe
from a bleeding heart of gratitude.

 

 

 

Wisdom NemiOtikor is a believer. He writes from Lagos, Nigeria.