Thank you, God, for my gift of words.
\nThank you, Holy Mother, for your presence.
\nThank you from a boy
\nwho failed his first year of school.
\nWho did not read before he was ten.
\nWho climbed a tree higher than the sky
\nand dreamed of falling.
\nThank you for trees,
\nfor mountains,
\nfor sails,
\nfor butterflies.
\nThank you for kindness.
\nDogs that gave me absolute love.
\nThank you for water to swim in,
\nwind to race,
\nspring saving me from winter.<\/p>\n
Thank you for a father
\nwho sang to me and played a guitar.
\nThank you for a choir
\nwhere I could sing
\nand listen to words of compassion.
\nThank you for the top of a well
\nwhere I saw stars
\nbeseeching me to climb from fear.
\nThank you for the people
\nyou gave me to cherish,
\nwho love and loved me,
\nand for the voice
\nthat rushes through my heart
\nsaying, there is more,
\nthere is forever,
\na poem by your pillow every night.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Thank you, God, for my gift of words. Thank you, Holy Mother, for your presence. Thank you from a boy who failed his first year…<\/p>\n