I Thank my Lucky Stars (Original Poem)

The louder you sang, the warmer I felt
For somewhere within, I felt your touch
Of a soul so far, yet so near
Beyond the boundaries of my body’s prison

The gates were open, I ceased to live
The norm I knew, that kept me at bay
For the hunger was greater than;
any praise of man

In time I felt, I had to die
To live a life of sober mind
To journey’s end with a guiding light
That fed the music that lit the soul

A cry of hope is all I needed
In hunger’s den the chains were hot
With loathing I felt from all the hate
That grounded me to hunger more

I thank my stars in many ways
That lent me a hand in the hour of need
To keep the music burning alive
Feeding the hearth with kindle wood of hope

With vision so wide I see it all now
That life is rich with fertile offerings
If only we knew our right to the table
We would despair in tune with our lucky stars

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