Existence is grace.
Breath is gratitude.
When Jesus said,
'I have overcome the world,'
he meant,
'I have surrendered.'
The night is about to pour
her swirling chalice of stars
into your chest.
There is no radiance, no joy
not already bottled
in your tears.
A raindrop shakes the earth
and a ray of morning sun
pierces the Winter sky,
an annunciation
to the virgin silence
of your heart.
O friend, just being aware
is abundance.
All you need to do
is stop complaining
and say thank you.
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