28 September 2010
a prayer of thankfulness
The tree stands tall,
a smidge taller than the other trees around,
like a pre-schooler standing on her tippy-toes
so she's the tallest one in the class picture.
That very top part, that taller tip of the tree
shines like a crown:
Regal in the cathedral of the sky.
On an early morning run,
I pass the tree
and I release a sigh of thankfulness.
For leaves and cathedrals
and for the color blue,
for pre-schoolers and for how my legs move,
carrying me forward into the day,
as I pray in sighs and inhalations.