a thanksgiving blessing.

not much room for grace all packed

tight

up against fear

and anger

and the world

  

don’t even

know what 
we’re thirsty

for anymore

just

that we’re parched

so 

dry and parched

  

come

set a while

and

be

*

still 

  

come,

for all

and for all

is

*

ready

  

not to be served

but 

to serve

and find smooth cool sweetness 

filed away with the old

recipes 

we know by heart

*

again

  

and hear the sound

of

*

still

grateful

*

grace

  

*****

“For the beauty of the earth,

For the beauty of the skies,

For the love which from our birth

Over and around us lies,

Lord of all, to thee we raise

This our grateful hymn of praise.”


~Folliot Pierpoint

*****

  
Happy and blessed Thanksgiving, everyone!

*Dedicated to the students and staff of Herron High School.