Sunday Sonnet #6

Were I to lose my passion for delight
In counting all the blessings of my life,
Constructive thoughts of goodness shall take flight,
Condemning positivity to strife;
The cornerstone of happiness resides
Within the way I deem and see the world,
Whatever Future vagary betides,
Or untowards upon my way are hurled,
May vigilance of thanklessness be key
To how I navigate my route ahead,
Then from anxiety I shall be free,
And calm contentment be my gift instead;
Too many benedictions go unsung,
Too many latent graces go unsprung!

©Meanderings 2016