Thursday, November 26, 2009

Giving Thanks to being thankful 11/26/09 6:57 PM

Thankful for the ability to learn.
Thankful for how precious you are.
Thankful for saying the word Thankful over seven times.
Did you know the bible only mentions the word thankful seven times.
I am the receiver of your giving.
To become a giver is to receive the gift.
Today they celebrate the mutiny of Americas masquerade.
Salvation sacred service surrendered for our sanctity.
Our meaning American men and women challenging growth.
Scared from the get go the ghetto the darkness of the forest.
Forging forward forgiving these sins we where taught to share.
Under the layers of dirt under the forgetful fallacy of fear.
For the founding fathers I salute their emancipation.
The burning eyes of the original settlers I provide my tears.
From England the land of angles call me home.
Beyond the pillars of Hercules melting through the last ice age.
I write poetic letters to my love as the sun sets casting shadows.
We climb mountains together, and sleep under the Stonehenge.
Share the same glass as it spills into our garden.
Treat each other the way we want earth to be treated.
Travel the galaxy beyond bed room walls.
Happiness the voice of love. I am married to that voice.
I found her sitting at a coffee shop in Copenhagen.
She was writing me a letter in Hungarian.
How incredible it felt to watch her attention to detail.
My father’s cursive handwriting is so beautiful.
In Copenhagen mothers leave their babies outside of the coffee shop.
My families heritage is full of crusaders.
I hold space for the moors.
I have two grandmothers their maiden name’s are Bosworth and DeCarli.
After taking a walk today I had the sudden feeling of complacency.
I had a talk with the chattering man in my memory.
He quickly become aware of his act the messenger of the Gods.
Guide of the dead and protector of merchants, shepherds and so on.
He is Mercury.
Left hand holding the Caduceus a tool used to stir the pot.
The melting pot full of candle wax and positive reactions.
I am sufficient I am Hermes.
Chivalry inspires me.
I watched my image reflect off water, ripple and become a women.
I pulled the sword from the stone and wrote on the emerald tablet.
I created ancient text that lead toward today.
Easy with all the concepts and meanings.
I am you writing a letter about us.
We are shifting wind under the arms holding up the wings.
Our feathers are lined in diamonds hand picked by father time.
Mother earth speaks for me, she directs my language.
She looks beyond my grammar and spelling.
Laughs at my serious intention and then surprise me with her intellect.
Thankful I am.


Kendra said...

Thankful for your love :)

Janeesha said...

I Love your smile... Gratitude is the best feeling :)

JAM said...

that's what's up.