Poems from my Soul

In the name of the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful:

I am unworthy
of all that You have given to me 
my life so sturdy
so privileged and free.
I cannot even begin
to count all Your blessings
I know that within
You are cause and reason I'm living.
except I keep asking
for more and more
You keep giving
even more than before
and all You require
five times five minutes a day
for me to believe, admire
and remember You when I pray
yet, human as I am
I so often forget
to thank my Creator
that I cannot neglect
still I fear Your rejection
hoard Your mercy
love Your divinity
because I am unworthy
of all You have given me.