Thought
On tilted axis spinning sphere
Lessons from advancing year
Unwrap the gifts from almanac
For free trips round the zodiac
Memories of childhood thrills
How we developed special skills
Equipped to face all obstacles
That push us round again in circles
Folded palms prostration in thanks
For filling up our memory banks
Selecting those that urge us on
We re-arrange till pain is gone
Our vision composes destiny
From music, dance and imagery
Creative moves as dream presents
New shapes of people, and events
Prayer
O Lord Most times I forget the good fortune given freely to me. Thanks, seems hardly adequate and I know you don’t require it, but my love for you does. “Lord open my lips that they may sing your praise” in a continuous song of gratitude that you are here, are now and are love.
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