A Thanksgiving Psalm

Deborah Beach Giordano
© November 24, 2011

Praise God
for the sweet small joys
that bless your days,

give thanks
for the moments
that warm your heart

the sights and sounds and fragrances
that lift your spirit.

Hold to the beautiful,
the good, the kind;
cast out the bad.

Learn from nature’s rejoicing;
see the exultation
arising in all that lives:

the roar of the sea,
the harlequin-clad trees,
the soft-sweet scent of autumn;

the clouds play make-believe,
shapeshifting constantly
across the silvered sky;

flocks of robins
chirping in evergreen hedges
filled with red-chested berries;

belated dawns,
lingering dusk
and lengthening darkness

bright planets
and radiant stars

glories unseen,
by sunlit cheer.

Life’s pace slows
as winter approaches
along a snowkissed street,

we are drawn in,
the serenity whispers
a sweet assurance:

there is time enough
and quiet enough:
be still and know I AM.

About inklingscommunity

I am a struggling Christian, committed pacifist, near-obsessive recycler, incurable animal lover, inveterate tree-hugger; a nature mystic, a socialized introvert, an advocate for the vulnerable, an opponent of exploiters.
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