Sunday, August 12, 2007

POEM - Priority

In the days to follow, when we recount
The dithering, when we recount the drama
That seemed important. When we recall the rage
And righteousness, I will come to cherish the
Simple meals we took together.

I know that I am not to be exclusive.
I know that I need to include everyone
In the envelope of love that balls me up
Like laundry. Still, in the grace of such facile
Presence, in the glow of the ease of you,
Waking is just a gift that the day offers.

This is what I will cherish, what I consider
Important. This is what I will let sustain me,
What penetrates the opaqueness of the day,
This nourishment, this answered prayer.


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