I need not know,
That you are blessed.
Nor am I tasking the time,
To see if you show it!
Like those self righteous,
With wings and halos.
Quoting highlighted scriptures...
From Bibles,
As they glow!
Hopefully there is a gratefulness.
Internally felt.
And a consciousness,
That expresses a thankfulness.
Confessions of a closeness to the Creator,
Which is The Most High...
Is a personal committment,
One daily lives.
And not considered a championship to win.
With expectations The Almighty will forgive,
Any and all sins.
As we have been religiously conditioned.
This should not be a bet...
One chooses to pursue to prove in a contest.
To regret upon one's transformation into death.
I need not know,
That you are blessed.
Nor am I tasking the time,
To see if you show it!
If it is felt,
Nothing else is needed...
To qualify this feeling.
And the sensation this feeling brings.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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