Grace and Peace to you.
In a meadow stands a small tree
of whom nothing is asked,
snow at its feet, a bird song
weaving through its branches.
This day is not a test, a burden.
No need to accomplish,
to feel or experience
this instead of that.
I am given to this day as a gift,
to be present, to bear my light,
to witness this glory,
to return thanks.
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