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WordSpa Photo Update (Posted to Facebook on November 27, 2016 at 09:39PM)

I would really like people’s feedback on this poem. I’m working hard on the poetry and grief book, and many of you know that I am blessed to have people working closely and suggesting poems for inclusion. Here’s one that I am considering for the book as a springboard to comment on how gratitude is a helpful practice even when we feel it least like at ta time of grief. The last lines mention being grateful even for death…a hard concept maybe…it brought me up short…yet this poem really grabs me. I’d like to hear your thoughts.

Gratitude by Anna Kamieńska

A tempest threw a rainbow in my face
so that I wanted to fall under the rain
to kiss the hands of an old woman to whom I gave my seat
to thank everyone for the fact that they exist
and at times even feel like smiling
I was grateful to young leaves that they were willing
to open up to the sun
to babies that they still
felt like coming into this world
to the old that they heroically
endure until the end
I was full of thanks
like a Sunday alms-box
I would have embraced death
if she’d stopped nearby

Gratitude is a scattered
homeless love

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