Monday, January 3, 2011

Reflections on a blessing

It's not that I have substance
of my own, you understand,
or even that I've been endowed
with some particular grace.
Whatever angel you see in me
is simply a reflection,
made temporarily clearer
by the beauty of the blessings
that, if only for a moment,
surround us both.
The light that's playing off
the surface of our lives
gives hints of deeper promises --
of hope,
and future unexpected gifts --
and as it (inevitably) shifts --
this face and thought
will fade from memory;
leaving space
for some new Presence in its place.

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