Morning Affirmation...

Our Mother Who Art in the kitchen  cooking us up hallowed may we see

all that is Your kingdom here  delivered into our hands

your will in children  

and trees leafing out

on earth as if it were Heaven.  

George Ella Lyon

I convince myself that you are just a figment of my imagination

then

I walk out into the world

and

everywhere I look...

There you are.
You are

in the blue shades of the sky splashed with cotton candy clouds,

in the tiny strands of grass

spiking their way up through the dry cracked earth.

You are in the smell of the pine needles

that have fallen on the sidewalk

that crush under my feet,

You...

You are there

in

the colors that splash everywhere

in shades

and styles

and

designs that none of us

here could have ever thought up.

I see you in filaments

and

feathers

and

other finery

of this fantastic earth.

I realize

I do not understand you,

can't fathom your existence,

most days,

feel like I can't even connect with you anymore...

but yet

you come

splash over me

baptize me in the morning air

with fresh sprinkles from above,

wipe the sleep from my drowsy eyes

and

you claim me

once again

and

for that

dear Mother

who birthed me into existence

I say thank you.