There is an island that exists

 There is an island that exists,

Filled with all the gifts we didn't recognize,

All the beauty we didn't see,

All the kindness we didn't feel,

All the love we didn't embrace,

All the wonders we didn't behold,

All the moments we didn't cherish,

All the joys we didn't savour,

And all the blessings we didn't acknowledge.

Fortunate are those who travel there;

For upon one's arrival, it dissolves

and ceases to exist,

For one realizes

that they were there all along.

The path there

Is through gratitude.

Words by Tahlia Hunter