Upward Thought Received


Thank you Lord.
I just wanted an arrival
Of that last thought
At Your Station.
I always enjoy this
Early morning walk to
The part-time job.
Weather notwithstanding,
These thirty minutes
Hold treasure.
As householders
Pull back curtains.
Cardinals lilt
From crimson-crested trees.
Aging leaves rustle.
They too are awake.
Garbage bags await
The roaring carriage.
Backyard dogs
Yap out their territory.
The thought was not
Of self- congratulation
For any of the list
Of small victories.
It was not
Of pain or perplexity,
As in other walks.
When You
Gave Yourself
Long before rescue.
It was not consistent
With fuzzy
Sun-rise musings.
Plans for the day.
Insults not yet forgiven.
It leapt skyward
Giddily, unprecedented,
Thankful
For Your constant
Caring Eye.
Humbled by
Your willingness
To drop by.

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