My work is loving the world,
here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird...
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be
which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug up clam,
telling them also, over and over, how it is
that we live forever......
Mary Oliver ---- Thirst
Oh, her words always speak to my heart
Especially this early morning.
All is well
God is Good.....