Gratitude Hymn
All that I’ve been wanting
is becoming less important.
What I have is enough
and sometimes tiresome.
The seasons now speak to me
with much more intimacy.
If I do not measure them,
but only anticipate them,
I can feel deep within
an easy coming and going.
Oh sacred breath,
I feel you down to my toes!
You show me all the spaces
I’ve closed off and try to forget.
If I regret anything,
it would be not knowing sooner;
though this would’ve deprived me
of precious and necessary suffering.
I cannot say it enough -
how much I love my life.
Feeling gratitude begs me ask,
What is mine to do?
“It is through gratitude for the present moment that the spiritual dimension of life opens up.”
This poem was written on December 12, 2022.
