Living Thanks

As Thanksgiving approaches, I am reminded of a poem I recently found and read and reread and it expresses how I feel.  It was written by Ila Elizabeth Rose.

Living Thanks

Gratitude is proffered thanks–

Not a cloak to admire,

Not a mask to acquire

for worshiping.

Gratitude is living thanks–

Not for a season set aside

To mark tradition’s passing tide

of harvesting.

Gratitude is constant thanks–

A consciousness of Truth that fills

Our cup with love until it spills

to overflowing.

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