Gratitude

The gentle breeze that blows on a humid day
The cool ocean waves that kiss your feet
The calm moonlit sky with stars arrayed
Whom do I thank for all of these?

Whom do I thank for all the love
From family and friends, strangers too
Or for company that, come hell or highwater
Promises to always stand by you?

Whom do I thank for the many doors
That open for me along paths well laid
Or for character that builds when a few of those
Bang rudely shut right on my face?

Whom do I thank when drops of nectar
Wrapped in words of poetry sublime
Come to give solace to aching hearts
Or sprinkle joy on the seeking mind?

When all is done, all debts repaid
When I meet Him someday, I know not where
I hope I find the right words to say
Thanks for all that He has sent my way

Dandelions

I am floating in a gentle breeze
That moves the sails of Heaven's ships
I am free of cares, my heart is light
And bright is the smile on my lips

The breeze, it blows beneath my wings
My delicate wings of hopes and dreams
It lifts me up to soaring heights
With no effort on my part it seems

I ask not where I am being carried to
For the breeze knows where I am meant to go
I worry not if I fall to the ground
For at that very place, new shoots will grow

As I surrender to His divine grace
That caresses my soul every living day
I think of dancing dandelion seeds
And wonder if they too must feel this way

Odyssey of a Vase

An accidental brusque brush of His hand
(Or was it intentional? I do not know)
Threw me off the perch I was on
On to the hard unforgiving floor
A delicate porcelain vase that I am
I shattered into pieces four

    I am that vase...

Piece by piece, he picked me up
And put me back into a whole
With gentle love and a tender touch
That kindest heart, that noblest soul
If my edges pricked his hands
He never winced, it never showed

I have found peace...

I am back up on my old perch again
He polishes with care twice a day
The fractured veins are barely seen
I look pretty with my shiny glaze
As I am filled with colorful blooms
I gather many an adoring stare

I have found happiness...

He sings these beautiful songs sometimes
With soulful words in a lilting tune
Which help me see the wonder in things
Like the sun reflected in a drop of dew
As my heart races wild with joy
I think, "Where am I? Over the moon?"

I have found beauty...