how do we give back for so much beauty?
sight, and laughter, and love and dreams,
rushing river, burbling streams,
the miracle and mystery,
the beauty and the blight,
the chance to keep trying
to get it right.
give back for it all.
give thanks without ceasing,
even for the unwanted passage
that turns out to be the very portal
your soul has been seeking.
Oracle Owl calls from the forest deep:
don't go back to sleep, don't go back to sleep.
posted for Susan's timely prompt at Mid Week Motif: Gratitude