The gift of this day

We can easily fall into the trap of forgetting the most basic gifts that we have been given.  The gift of this moment, the gift of this day, the gift of our particular life.  As Jane Kenyon writes in her poem, 'it could be otherwise,"  indeed!


Prayers for gratitude on this day,


~The Rev. Peter M. Carey

Otherwise

Jane Kenyon

I got out of bed

on two strong legs.

It might have been

otherwise. I ate

cereal, sweet

milk, ripe, flawless

peach. It might

have been otherwise.

I took the dog uphill

to the birch wood.

All morning I did 

the work I love.

At noon I lay down

with my mate. It might

have been otherwise.

We ate dinner together

at a table with silver

candlesticks. It might

have been otherwise.

I slept in a bed

in a room with paintings

on the walls, and 

planned another day

just like this day.

But one day, I know, 

it will be otherwise.

Source: Collected Poems

hat tip to "Inward/Outward" blog