Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Grace

The instant you remember
gratitude
with enough focus to awaken its power
to embrace you
and all around you
with arms so warm,
so forgiving,
the muscles in your neck and shoulders
unwind in celebration.

4 comments:

  1. Just noticed this as I had a good stretch at my desk, and a ton of rocks fell off my shouders.

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  2. Beautiful! I am going to send a link to this to a few friends who could use that. Thank you.

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    1. Delighted by your visit, Brigid. Glad you like this little poem. It came to mind during a little chat on Twitter the other day about the value, if any, of quixotic pursuits.

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