BLESS OUR SWEET SELVES

 This poem (from I PRAY ANYWAY—Devotions For the Ambivalent) seems to 
capture this day perfectly.  It is the first mild day in Maine that truly promises Spring will come. We all look like stunned groundhogs as we begin to walk outside as opposed to the outdoors being a gauntlet we had to run from car to house to car to work to car to shop to car without reprieve. There is such vulnerability in the relief of it.  

The stunned gratitude
As winter people come into the sun
Cautious to believe the reprieve
Ant then slow smiles as they trust
Spring
RebirthHope
Such a vulnerability
This faith
Because Winter will come again
Count on it
Bless our sweet selves

FOR A GRANDDAUGHTER'S BIRTHDAY--2 YEARS OLD

Prayer/Poems from I PRAY ANYWAY--Devotions for the Ambivalent!


107

Thank you thank you thank you
For this sharp, sun-lit Winter day
For all the comforts I have
Books
Beauty
Plenty of people to love
Fun food to cook
Words to write
Possibilities to grow
Incredibly blessed
And for one glorious moment, I know it 
With no equivocation

108

It's so easy to forget a miracle
It joins he day to day so fast
Then back to yearning all over again
Maybe numbed out is the way it has to be
Or we'd be overtaken by grandeur
We'd explode with wonder and gratitude
Just "pop" and disintegrate with joy