Let everything
Let everything that has
Let everything that has breath

Breathe
Breathe in gratitude
Exhale praise

Life
Life can play hard sometimes
Sucker punches of sickness, hurt
Pain that cannot be covered with bandaid or fixed with poetry
And just when you think you’re in the game of better plays
Life knocks the wind out of you leaving you gasping
Making your lungs appreciate the taste of air
And it’s precisely on those days when you should

Breathe
Breathe in gratitude
Exhale praise

So
Come along with me on a high climb
Up the limbs of life’s “poetree”
Sit high upon its lofty branches
See above the strife
See life
See life the way the Creator intended

For
He could have painted our home black and white and we’d have never known
A shack for a home would have been just fine
Instead He gave us a mansion—a globe—wrapped in splendor

With just the bat of His eyelashes, nature jumped in place
He suspended the sky like a curtain, secured stars in their sockets, ignited the sun like a fire-ball and told the ocean you can only come this far

Did He have to give the flowers fragrance and the mountains lofty peaks?
Was He required to put stripes on the zebra, hump on the camel or make the parrots speak?

No
But He did it
So my heart stops
My jaw drops in awe
And my soul erupts like a volcano
Lava of praise cascades from within
Release
Flow
Let go, and

Breathe
Breathe in gratitude
Exhale praise

True
There aren’t enough words I can recite to heal all the pain you feel
But welcome the rain of surrender, it will wash away every pain, every hurt, if you let it
Then bask—bask in the sunshine of God’s favor
Sing aloud His praise
Raise high His beautiful name

And
The next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leaves you speechless
Remain that way
Say nothing
Listen as He whispers:
“Do you like it? I did it just for you”

So
Come along with me on a high climb
Up the limbs of life’s “poetree”
In gratitude let the depth of your soul rings the refrain

And
Let everything
Let everything that has
Let everything that has breath

Breathe
Breathe in gratitude
Exhale praise

Afterword: My church commissioned a “thankful” piece for thanksgiving service and this was what I wrote and recited. It’s a miracle that we BREATHE!

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