Those mornings when you wake up burdened,
already thinking Oh why bother,
thank God for one thing.
One person whom you love will do,
though even a remarkable coincidence is acceptable.
You don’t even need to go into peaches,
the color blue, or migratory birds,
or a child’s laugh you heard the other day,
let alone the angelic speech of nerve synapses
or the inscrutable ballet of spiral galaxies,
or God’s outlandish love for you.
Just one thing to give thanks for.
Then resolve to live the day
in adequate gratitude for that one thing,
—April 9, 2018