It is the last day of the year.
I lie in bed watching the shadowy length
Of the winter sun intertwine and flicker
Like a vintage movie being projected on the wall.
It tricks the mind much like the year that was.
The nippy air makes me want to curl up
Under the blankets like a lazy cat,
Procrastinating on the chores at hand.
My mind slips into an endless soliloquy
On the impact of gratitude and grace.
The year that went by was not an easy one.
It forced me to appreciate the power of prayer,
To let go of what no longer served purpose.
I was torn between countries and situations.
At times, I was too flustered to know my bearings.
Home became a much abused word,
And, I had to learn to be grateful through
Some tough lessons for what did not come to pass.
I came to appreciate the challenges
That were my Karma to overcome,
And not be envious of other people’s blessings.
I remember an especially tormented night
When I prayed to the Universe
To take away all that troubled me,
Little did I know that it would mean letting you go.
But let go I did, and a thousand little miracles
Have cropped up to fill that vaccum left by you.
This past year has served up as a reminder
To feel gracious for the unknown blessings that
Have dropped their roots around me
Holding my mind and body together with invisible silken threads.
A grateful heart is a magnet for miracles.
