i palm psalms with an open heart.
read “grace me!” and know you know me,
bloom my hands for today’s gifts.


that crackled blue moon’s got a mind of her own,
melting soft into mountain flesh.
she’ll return tonight, to hum my sleep.


everyday twinkle means ordinary wonder.
i pause to ponder stars and borrowed light,
capture this moment to breathe.


I am doing Grace Black’s 28 Days of Self-Love. Today she has us pondering gratitude. Come play. 





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6 Responses to gratitude

  1. Grace Black says:

    Absolutely fantastic!

  2. louisas2015 says:

    Loved your post. I am doing Grace’s 28 days too.

  3. Rose Ketring says:

    Beautiful, simply beautiful.

  4. belle jars says:

    The last one is my favorite.

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