A Blessing for Grievers

May simplicity find you again
the ordinary things that seem so far gone

May you delight in waking to the morning
and the feel of rain on your face

May the bustle of the world around you
seem a nurturing flow (a subtle dance beat)
gently nudging you back into motion

May enjoyment and laughter be free of guilt

May your martinis be untainted by tears

May your ordinary, uneventful, plain boring day
be a fitting tribute to your loved one’s memory

May living be a passion you can wear on your sleeve
without sneaking dabs to your eyes with that stealthy handkerchief

May “being at piece”
not mean crawling out of your skin

May your flesh rest comfortably on your bones

May that call in the middle of the night
be a wrong number

May your old “friends” find the baseball bat of enlightenment
or a plane ticket

May the awe and wonder of the world
settle back onto you like stardust

May you have all that you need
especially when you need to give some to someone else

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