The common understanding of the word “gratitude” simply does not convey
Kristi Nelson, Wake Up Grateful
the magnitude of gratefulness and all that it offers as a way of being in the world.
Gratitude passes through you
like the clouds of mood,
like rain turning to sleet
or gray skies breaking into blue.
It is only gratefulness that stays,
holding your trembling hand
beneath the hospital sheet
as you count each breath,
or jumping up and down
when you hear good news.
It is the faithful companion
we have always been seeking,
this feeling of fullness
that follows us everywhere
we go, less like a shadow
trailing the body, and more
like a glimmer held in the heart
that promises never to leave.
Posted by kind permission of the poet.
Photo by Lubov Birina
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