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Gratefulness
When the storms of life come bearing down threatening to lash you senseless, seek shelter. Find the warm blanket you caress like the felted fur of your cat curled before a glowing hearth, of breath that fills both heart and earth. Breathe. There’s always time to curse the darkness. After the tears, light a honeycomb candle and heal your own sun. The bridge from sorrow to joy may seem to vanish in the flood, but who says you can’t join those who cross over, with a single braided rope of gratitude.
From 50/50, an anthology from Quills Edge Press. Posted by kind permission of the poet.
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