Saying Grace
I don’t say grace very often,
perhaps I should.
Acknowledging death,
as I am given life.
Plants no longer face the sun,
animals no longer breathe the air.
Am I aware of this sacrifice?
Have I put it to good use?
To see the Divine in every face,
to know God is closer then my breath.
That would be a start,
one meal at a time.
-Mike
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