Choose Beauty

This breath is the Goddess.
Don't waste a single exhalation
complaining about the world.
Just choose beauty and sing.
The gift will not appear
until you are grateful.
Under the snow, seeds listen.
The softer your voice of praise
the more they reach upward,
empty cups of thirst and yearning.
Here is the secret:
Creation happens in quietness.
You are the cause of Spring.