i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday;this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any—lifted from the no
of all nothing—human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
~e. e. cummings
November has been a month for me to consciously say “thank you”. I think I shouldn’t wait for American Thanksgiving month to be thankful. (That has been one of my takeaways this month.) It is good to practice gratitude for a lifetime. As Meister Eckhart said centuries ago, “If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.” Here is my gratefulness prayer today inspired by e.e. cummings and 1 Corinthians 2:9.
I thank you God for most this amazing day–
for the dancing tingling cooling ocean of breeze
and the great green born of
gossamer petrichor and dusty dreams.
Limitless and welcome breath of God,
thank you for swelling my sails
to bear me
through the storm
safely to the other side
of the Bay of Blight.
For the mellifluous music of the ages
Singing softly from the
treetops of joy: It is the birth
day of olive branches
and of keys and of openness and hope.
My eyes have not seen
My ears have not heard
My mind has not thought of
All the delicious dazzling dulcet days you
have prepared for those who love You.
I do love you and I thank you.
Prompt 118 for The Isolation Journals by Suleika Jaouad.
Write a poem of gratitude. Write from your deepest senses. Write of the “great happening illimitably earth” and all its strange wonders (including me, including you). Write with the ears of your ears awake, and the eyes of your eyes open.
e. e. cummings “i thank You God for most this amazing”
1 Corinthians 2:9: “That is what the Scriptures mean when they say, ‘No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him.'”
8 thoughts on “Poem of Gratitude”
Love this passage:
“For the mellifluous music of the ages
Singing softly from the
treetops of joy: It is
the birthday of olive branches
and of keys and of openness and hope.”
Thank you, Kevin, musicmaker! You add beauty to the treetops of joy!
Beautiful poem! I love how you shared the mentor text.
Thank you, Kathleen! It’s lovely how we can be so easily inspired by others in mentor texts, isn’t it?
I love the image of swelling sails. You’ve responded beautifully to both the mentor text and the prompt.
Thank you, my friend. Your encouraging words are always appreciated.
This so beautiful! I am thankful for the inspiration.
Thank you, Rita. I didn’t remember ever reading the e.e. cummings poem of gratitude, so it was very inspiring to me as well! Thanks for stopping by!
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