Thanks

For you, I give thanks.

For your embrace, I offer my arms.

For your hurry, my legs.

For our work, my hands.

For our pain, my empathy.

For the land, I devote my body.

For the sea and sky, my eyes.

For blooming flowers, my nose.

For a taste, my mouth.

For words, my tongue.

For poems, I leave my mind.

For those being born, my breath.

For those dying, my heart.

For the world, my life.

For all the beings, all our prayers.

For everything that is, all that is.

We are inseparable. 

Thanks for helping me learn

this one thing. One is plenty.

12-21-24—The Solstice