Spaces of gratitude
Grow when
I notice little things
(the easily taken for granted that escape my/our notice things
while we rush and shout and shove about)
The little things
That You do
Every day
(all day)
For me/us
The trinity of deer crossing my path
The red-green gold of trees turning at Your calling
The scent of rain coming
The peace
Of Your
Word created world
Coming to its
Repose
Clamor/greed/self
(in all its forms)
Crowd this out
Anger
Self righteousness
My way or the highway thinking
Diminish
This life giving space that
You made
For us
Go outside dear one
Whenever as
As often as
You can
Breathe in
Breathe
Breathe in
Breathe
His perfection
His order
His peace
And
Give thanks
Give thanks
Give thanks
