Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Thanksgiving

Earth is turning and a massive star burns.
The unfailing harvest from the soil arrives
in its true season and every living day
succumbs to the dark and restive night.

Hearts are beating and lungs expanding,
the brain exerts its power of language and love,
blood strains relentlessly for its destination
as our living bodies continue on.

We do nothing in all the days of our lives
to keep these laws in motion
or call them forth to complete their roles.
Nothing we do allows our eyes to open each morning.

And so for all that we cannot do on our own,
for the gift of free will and lives of unending choices,
for this food and the love we learn through time on Earth
we thank you God for your blessings.

5 comments:

  1. Diane,
    I enjoyed this very much. We are passengers on this splendid celestial journey. Beautifully done.

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  2. Amen!! Happy thanksgiving to you and your family...enjoy and eat, eat, eat!

    a treat

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  3. That was beautiful. Happy Thanksgiving Diane!

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  4. great poem! just what I needed today!

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