🍂 Sevenfold Thanks — a poem for gratitude & abundance I.Before the dawn has even rubbed its eyes,I whisper “thank you” to the quiet.Gratitude is the first seed —a tiny yes to the universe —and the soil, hearing it, softens. II.I thank the roads behind me,even the ones full of wrong turns and potholes.They taught my feet courage,my breath patience,and my heart the stubborn art of rising again. III.I thank the present moment,this heartbeat, this breath,this small miracle disguised as “ordinary.”Abundance always knocks softly first —and gratitude is the one who hears it. IV.I thank the people who lifted me,and the ones who tested me,for both were teachers in different clothing. Love is the fuel of prosperity,but understanding is the compass. V.I thank the unseen help —the nudges, the whispers, the intuitionthat feels like divine breadcrumbs on the trail.Abundance likes to hide in the margins,waiting for the grateful to find it. VI.I thank the future, bold and unfinished,stretching out like a golden road.Every “thank you” I speak today pours another brick of blessing before my feet even step there. VII.I thank the whole journey —the seven steps, the circle completed.Gratitude is the beginning of abundance,and abundance is gratitude returning home with its arms overflowing.