Oh! Is there … shall there be genuine thanksgiving this year,
Or mere thanks-receiving, and self-congratulation from minds
Deceived in believing what is received was earned; ah! but this
Will be burned in the light of truth: We are but suppliants,
And each has her scar, or more, to wear; unseen cross to bear…
Originally posted on igNoble Religious Ramblings:
A Poetic Exploration of Thanksgiving
In an epoch of mass consumption, can there be resumption
To genuine thanksgiving, along with forgetting and forgiving,
Knowing that we belong to the same, one sung world song?
Is there place at our table for outcasts and the disabled,
For the marginalized, oppressed, and severely criticized?
Or have we become so immune we impugn the harvest moon
For shining too brightly in the nightly sky to fully illumine
Lives as really they are lived ~ persistence in mere existence ~
On this Thanksgiving Day, when we ostensibly pay tribute
To pilgrims and fore-bearers in this grand land we claim
As our own, never to disown, or even share in the same fair
And kindly spirit that saved us long ago that we now belong
To this prosperous place for some space of time, till chime
Of death rings to bring our souls down to another place
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your hand upon my heart
is the inter-celestial part
of everything that protects —
hide me; abide with me —
the gaping melted hole
in the centre of my soul,
where holds balm in bowl.
please, don’t remove your palm
my only calm; sweetly sooth,
because without your warmth
my heart is nothing more than
spirit whore for black dæmon;
best nest for rest and thrill
and shrill of festive crows
black attack from sack of hell!
and I melt away this day to flood with icy blood
without your hand upon my heart, the inner-celestial part.
Now you’ve made your bed;
Success has gone to your head;
Am I now but lead?
Once upon a time
You noticed me in the climb;
Now alone, you chime!
What happened to me?
So far ahead, you can’t see;
I’m a memory.
I cannot think of a better challenge than the ‘Be Thankful Challenge,’ which I received from My Silly World, a wonderfully interesting and inspirational blog. Please, by all means visit this site!
– Share this image in your blog post.
– Write about 5 people in your life you are thankful for.
– Write about 5 things in 2015 that you are thankful for.
– Spread the love and challenge 5 other blogs to take part.
Five People For Whom I Am Thankful:
- My children, who are, beyond any doubt, the two greatest blessings in my life!
- My older sister, Angela, who wears her name ~ Angel ~ very well; she is one!
- My friends, who provide so much comfort, care and encouragement … along with great conversation, lots of laughs and fun…
- My dear feline companion, without whom so many nights would be lonely…
- And the Spirit of Life, who permeates my life and the world around with light, love, peace, happiness and truth.
Five Gratitudes From Year 2015:
- Having the awesome privilege of providing end-of-life caregiving for a truly wonderful lady, who reminded me so much of my grandma
- Growth and maturation, which has been somewhat painful but far more beneficial than any of the discomfort
- The good health and well-being of my children!
- My own health and welfare; life could be much worse, I know, and mine is not…
- Being challenged to give thanks … to publically express genuine gratitude; we need more of this!
Here is where I will deviate and challenge all of my blog-buddies to take the Thank-Challenge! For what are you thankful? Let us know … let the world know!
Approach without reproach, bend the knees —
My soul like tumultuous seas — drowning;
Ready to drink as I sink; again on the brink,
She does not shrink;
She bids me drink.
Soothing without speaking, gentle choosing;
I am brother, son, lover; all without losing
My identity in affinity with her high divinity.
Just having you here, so near, not a sound;
Just profound silence so powerfully dear;
I can hear your heart beat against the fear;
Feel your presence on this lonely frontier…
Just here, sharing my tears, my soul cheers;
Dark clears when you appear, and all austere
Melts, disappears into the quiet atmosphere
Just having you here