I seek the truth in every thread,
To name the thoughts that go unsaid;
I gather meaning, piece and part,
And turn the scattered into art.
I hold the world in clearer view,
Make chaos small and insight new;
My purpose lives in what I find.
A quiet order, cleanly lined.
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Last month, The Gal did a 30-day gratitude challenge. I've swiped it to do for July. Only I'm going to try to do it in rhyme, just because.
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