Praise

Image: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

Touch the puff cloud sky

with child-wonderment.

Lick the raindrops

alit upon your lips.

Praise the miracle moment

that begot you.

“Do you know why you

were given a sweet voice?”

asks Nuthatch.

Do you know why you

are capable of delicate touch?”

asks Wind.

“So that you can say

‘Thank you,’

embody gratitude as a

daily act of reciprocity

for the air you breathe.”

Butterfly, flower nectaring,

knew the answer.

Feel molding leaves under the arch

of your foot.

Tell the coarse oak bark how

beautiful it is using at least

100 words.

Why should Living

be anything less

than Love Making?

Taste the delicious tears

of Truth.

© 2010-2013/Jamie K. Reaser

Published in "Note to Self: Poems for Changing the World from the Inside Out" (www.hiraethpress.com)