a thank you, from Your Life, to you

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at first 
i appear softly as a rowdy sunset, attempting to tempt you from your busy-ness, to distract you into dizzy-ness.

at first
you ignore me and my colorful seduction.

so then 
i show up as an infant with half-moon shadows under cancer eyes in a first-world ICU or a baby with a full-moon distended belly in a third-world village, parched.

so then
when you disregard me again, i give your tire a flat, give your toe a wicked stubbing and get your ass fired and dumped on the same sorry afternoon.

if i can’t catch your attention with searing beauty, i am happy to use plain old pain to carve out some space in your heart.

all i want 
is for you to notice the feast i lay out for you every day.

feel it, let it seep into your bones, let it make your heart pump wilder.

your joy, your shiver, your swoon, your ache and nearly-cracking bended prayer, are all the thanks i need.

all i want
as you walk through this day, is for you to kneel, here and there.

kneel 
at the altar of Your Life.

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blessings to you, in whatever way you choose to give thanks on whatever days you choose to give ‘em,