Thank you little flowers that are under my feet, giving way without a cry, as I pass-by. Thank you fresh air that fills my lungs restoring me without my constant awareness. Thank you light that shows me today and guides me towards tomorrow. Thank you heart for beating, for dancing within me, even when I do not hear your steady song. Thank you eyes that look like the eyes of many ancestors ahead of me, whose shape I see in the faces I love, who show me I belong. Thank you arms that hold me tight, thank you word sorry for-giving me courage to try again and again. Thank you little flowers that reach to the sun after I walk by and scent my days with a fragrance of peace.
Photo: Tender little flowers in the field outside my childhood home.