In the days, these days, trembling like a mother ripe with life
May I simply
Seek to love with words, eyes, mouth, my spirit whole and filled
And may I only
Focus on the beating pulsing heart of all that really matters
And may I, please, only
Give extravagantly and always more than I take, haughty fleshy self-filled soul I am
And may I, please, quite simply
Experience every moment to the marrow, bone and muscle, to the gifted core
These moments on this side of heaven, never needing wanting more.
And may I simply this Thanksgiving seek beyond the narrow path
Gaze out wide and far,
Unfurling generosity of spirit to the otherwise invisible place
Seen not by me
But shown by Him.
And in so doing, drip extravagant gifts
Plumped with one million granuels of grace,
Thanking always the Giver
With the movements of my life.
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