POETRY FRIDAY

A THANKSGIVING BLESSING

May we be aware not of the things we lack, but of all that we have.

May we feel not the absence of those we love, 

but the presence of those who love us.

May we see not just the harshness of our world, 

but the gentleness of its mystery.

May we know not the cold of despair, but the warmth of hope rising.

May we speak not of our hurts and losses,

 but of our healings and blessings.

May we be with each other not in the shadows of the past, 

but in the light of the present.

May we bring to our table not judgment, resentment, or anger,

 but acceptance, compassion, and forgiveness.

May we remember to feed our spirit by living out of thankfulness.

Anonymous

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