Appreciate.
Appreciate.
Appreciate.
A child can fall in love
with a piece of string.
A cat can fall in love
with drops of dust.
What did you fall in love with today?
Oh. Oh.
You forgot to fall in love?
Try it now.
Let’s love the day we’re sitting in;
revel in how it rolls out its mysteries
like a drunken artist, hoping someone,
anyone, will notice its design.
Appreciate.
Appreciate.
Appreciate.
Whatever we bless
turns into a poem.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
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