A Self-Blessing

Tuesday, March 27, 2018

May my words ring less dully
than a lead bell whose clapper
is wrapped in soft cotton.
May my life shine more brightly
than a 7-watt nightlight
deep in a broom closet
or vacation condo fruit room.
And may my thanksgiving
pulse warmth the way a sore
thumb pulses and pulses–dully.
Thank God for words, light,
and warmth; thank Him
for analogies that engorge
the reader’s understanding.

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