Thankfulness
My thankfulness is without limits
for the life and health that was returned to me
after a gutter trial and ordeal
of pain and dirt and torture
and insufferable disability,
my absolute inadequacy turning me
into a total good-for-nothing,
feeling more than miserable and done in.
But suddenly the weather changed,
I rose up from the depths and from the dead
into the sunlight to be active once again,
returning gloriously to work
and even getting back some old efficiency.
How could I be but grateful
beyond any measure of conception,
jubilant in happiest humility,
– and hoping for the life of me
to never get struck down again
to that abyssal bottom of existence.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2010-10-05 at 23:21
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