I am counting my blessings,
Listing all that’s gone right,
I recount all the times I have conquered the night.
When I was told I could not,
Still I took flight,
Encouraged by those in the world beyond life.
The threads make their crossing, I am never alone,
Through the paths intertwining, I have come home.
And it’s what they said, words to silence the lies:
They tell me that I am enough in their eyes.
Enough, yes, enough,
I’ve lost count of the times
I repeat I’m enough,
Enough, enough in their eyes.
Until I know it by heart, and take it as mine,
Until no doubt lingers lost
In the maze of my mind,
Enough, I will whisper, mending whole what’s gone by.
And I thought I would never encounter this treasured
Incredible gift to live up to the measure
Of all I am made of simply by being,
And though sometimes I wonder
What within me they’re seeing,
They swear I’m enough
And it’s truth that they’re speaking.
I think I will scream,
I think I will shout
This truth that shattered my world inside out,
Crying my joy, since all I wished for in dreaming,
Now I am living, the world more than its seeming,
Despite so much disagreeing, I am believing,
And incredulously, endlessly ever worth keeping,
I am enough,
And my eyes they are gleaming.
Recovering a belonging, I thought never I’d find,
Neither selfish nor selfless nor too wrong or right,
There are no conditions, no snares or old twine:
A free person, I greet you, and radiant I shine.