Gratitude

Gratitude returns like water to the sea, like an echo of the source that first caused it to be, like a melody to memory that prompts your heart to sing, gratitude returns.

Gratitude returns like a faithful friend, like strength to a broken bone as it mends, it grows stronger, stronger through the ache, and gratitude remains.

Gratitude remains like a guiding light, seen most clearly in the black of night, where whether burning star or quivering flame gratitude can save.