I know too well what it’s like
To linger on the jagged edge
Of a deep and dark abyss.
I’ve felt its powerful pull
And heard its siren song.
“Give up! Give in!
You can end your pain and shame.
There’s no need to suffer anymore.”
But even during my darkest days
When hope was a distant memory
I knew even then the abyss would lose.
For that false friend had no chance
Against a tool that I could use
To renew my hope and help me to endure.
When all seemed lost I’d make a list
Of all I was grateful for.
I smiled as the list grew long
And the abyss lost its allure.
I’ve learned that when I’m feeling down
Counting blessings is the cure.
–Russ Towne
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Well said Russ! I have seen the distant light in my darkest hours as well.
Thank you, Diana. I beleive that one is never quite the same after feeling its allure and walking away.
Russ
a gratitude journal has pulled me through some dark times. Gotta remember the good stuff. Very nice!
Thank you. A gratitude journal is a great idea. This blog is largely a combination of gratitude journal and a way to focus on the positive and share both with others.
Russ
Yes, Russ! Gratitude works pretty much every time.
Cathy
Thank you for your comment, Cathy. Yes, gratitude has proven an amazingly potent antidote to a surprising number of things that have ailed me over the years.
Russ
I’ve come to realize, like you just wrote, that once you physically write down all you are grateful for, it far outweighs your troubles. Beautifully written and something that can help anyone in a time of need.
Thank you for your kind comment! I’ve come to realize that if I were to write down all of my blessings in a gratitude journal made of paper, a florklift would be required to carry the book it was in. Many of my biggest blessings sure didn’t feel like good things when they occurred, and it has only been in hindsight that I’ve been able to see the great gifts that they were. I now attempt to find the gifts in all situations and interactions. It saves a lot of time and heartache that way! ;-D!
Russ
Such a beautiful and full of truth…poem…Diane
Thank you for your kind comment, Diane.
Russ
I think this may be my favorite poem of yours yet! Beautiful.
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Thank you X 2 Andrea!
Russ
Thank you X 2 Andrea!
Russ