BLESS ME

Bring it ever back to me
This feeling of content
To be happy in the moment
All angst and furvor spent

To dwell here in the comfort
This awareness of the 'now'
To linger in this tingling place
​Where all feels right somehow

For such moments are like precious seeds
That grow a seedling shoot
Where happiness and gladness
Might feed the hungry root

For often I am troubled
Inner demons block the way
Peace of mind escapes me
Laughs and runs away

My life cup often overfills
With nameless unnamed things
All dissolved to lonely tears
That spill and spill and spill

So bless me with this wellness
This calm accepting grace
Bring it ever to my door
For all time, evermore.
Marion Price (2019)