Sometimes I receive a blessing so big
That I sit still
Because it doesn’t fit into my view
And I have to let my soul expand
As I appreciate
Like lapping waves of an incoming tide
When the sky changes color over the mirror of the sea
And pink steals over the horizon
And the sun, making a gleaming trail
Rises until all of the world is sparkling brilliance
My heart soars.
I am carried away
By the unimaginable joy of what has been given.