Zillionaire: An Abecedarian Poem

On gratitude

At the flagging end of the year, here I am Beholden to all the gifts showered on me Crown on my head, love in my heart Dearly holding me close, warming my soul

Every time I slipped, every time I swayed Finding my path anew, doorways opened up Gratitude follows me like a shadow, nay a sentry Handing me a stick, a cane, a shield, whatever I need

In my quest for myself, my purpose, my own path Jaded I did become many a time, lost, feeling forsaken Kindness was bereft, support misplaced, Life seemed cold, lonely, unfair and orphan

Many a time did I question myself, did I turn wrongly? No one around me, perhaps I am mistaken after all? Outer world, inner world, in harsh conflict Perhaps time to take a back seat, learn to let go

Quagmire of the soul notwithstanding, Relief rushes in from unexpected love pouring in So much warmth in the fold of your arms around me Tugging me up out of the water straight into the sky

Under the light of your love I will thrive again Vaulting my soul into sunshine, basking in glittering glory What a difference you make in my life, my dear X-factor like you affirming my faith in the universe

Yet again bringing my palms together in prayer Zillionaire once more in my abundant appreciation

Paroma Sen 2023

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