Morning Gratitude

This morning,

This soft, summer morning

While the sun is still trying to convince

The world

That the day commenced

Hours ago,

I find myself waking

In gratitude.

 

Sometime

During the rest of the night

During the darkest hours before dawn

There came waves of healing

Washing over me

Even as I was unaware.

 

The waves began

As deep has called to deep

In the midst of

Life-giving

Late night

Conversations

Early morning check-ins

And in and out

Words

Of laughter and peace

Of sustenance and wonder

That have framed my days and nights

For the last four months

Made possible by the magic of messenger

And the deep, abiding love

Of the Holy One who knows me

Who gets me

Who delights in me

Who loves me.

 

And on this morning,

This soft, summer morning

When the sun is still trying to convince

The world

That the day commenced

Hours ago,

I am reminded

By a brilliantly yellowed

Sunflower

That has fallen over

Into the loving caresses of Hosta leaves

That my life is thriving

In vibrant yellows and greens,

In dazzling purples and reds,

In luminous whites

And shimmering golds

And all the other splendid

Colors and hues

That paint creation and life

Beautiful

Meaningful

Delightful.

 

This morning,

This soft, summer morning

As the sun has convinced me

That a life-giving day has commenced

I am amazed by the gifts of the Holy One

Sacred steadfast love

that gleams through my days

And divine song

That hums and twinkles

Through my nights.

 

I am grateful.

 

With references to Psalm 42

© by Alicia Randolph Rapking, July 27, 2018