Wednesday, May 26, 2010

every day


Every day, I wake up and remember.
Every day, I do not permit myself to forget.
This life is a gift, and I am blessed beyond all reason.
Even in the things I find uncomfortable, in the things I try and avoid:
There is beauty.
Every day, the world inhales all of my troubles and exhales peace.
Every day, this earth carries me and calms me and rocks me to sleep.
This life is a gift, and I have more than I deserve.
Even in the things that make me cringe, in the things that make me ache:
There is beauty.
Every day, every day, every day.

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