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Gratitude

November 24, 2020

Gratitude

By Amba Gale

The first big blow
and the rest of the fall leaves
fall to the ground,
dancing wildly with the wind,
making no sound.

Except if you listen
underneath this wild presentation
to the real conversation,
you will hear:
Meet me here, just here,
and now,
in the passing of this season into next.

Meet me here
in nature
with your full attention
and I will lead you to wonder.

Meet me here
with your full attention
your full presence
your full concentration
and you will know
Gratitude.

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