How lucky you are, you little devil, to wake up each day. To open your eyes, drink your coffee, take your shower letting the fact that you are alive and living in a world full of so much possibility wash into your brain. How lucky you are, to join in this day, with those other people in your life who can point and say---look, see this, hear this, taste this----and kindle a fire in you, so clean, so strong, that you feel like standing up upon the garbage heap of what you can see as your cluttered life and welcome the new day. How lucky you are, to have eyes to see, to have vision of your own joy. How blessed you are, to have a spirit that can be moved, can be stimulated---and living in a spot on this Earth that demands it to happen. How lucky you are to be alive, no matter what. How lucky you are to have the power, to generate the energy needed to move, to do, to create, to appreciate, and to love. How lucky to have this day in which to do it. How lucky you are to have the capacity to know.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 15:32:18 +0000
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