Gratitude
In honor of the 5th annual Cyberspace Poetry Slam for Brigid, I offer this poem / meal blessing I wrote last weekend:
Gratitude to those who prepared our meal.
Gratitude to the plants and animals that made our meal.
Gratitude to the hands that brought us this food.
Gratitude to the people who grew and raised our food.
Gratitude to the soil and water and sun.
Gratitude to the fields and forests.
Gratitude to the earth and sky.
Gratitude to the night full of stars and the gravitational pull of planets and the ever-expanding universe.
Gratitude to be born of stardust.
Gratitude to be here, about to sit down and eat, with each of you.
Gratitude.
Happy Imbolc to all.
Gratitude to those who prepared our meal.
Gratitude to the plants and animals that made our meal.
Gratitude to the hands that brought us this food.
Gratitude to the people who grew and raised our food.
Gratitude to the soil and water and sun.
Gratitude to the fields and forests.
Gratitude to the earth and sky.
Gratitude to the night full of stars and the gravitational pull of planets and the ever-expanding universe.
Gratitude to be born of stardust.
Gratitude to be here, about to sit down and eat, with each of you.
Gratitude.
Happy Imbolc to all.