Gratitude

For every breath as every prayer,
The presence stubbornly is there,
For every light that cracks the dark,
And every time the hope does spark,
And for kin, and for friends,
The longing that never ends,
Bow in gratitude.

For every morsel that sustains,
For living through the daily pains,
Beginning with a burning breath,
Until we lose the race with death,
For every sound, and every word,
Confess the joy in the absurd,
Pray in gratitude.

For the mystery of divine love,
Sacrament Spirit, the burning dove,
Alights amid the killing fields,
Eucharist hope and faith that yields
A fruit of kindness and of charity,
In places dark, there comes a clarity,
Received in gratitude.