Monday, August 29, 2022

A Gift for You - A Flower and A Poem


Flowers by the Pacific Ocean

Gratitude List

Praise be this morning for sleeping late,

the sandy sheets, the ocean air,

the midnight storm that blew its waters in.

Praise be the morning swim, mid-tide,

the clear sands underneath our feet,

the dogs who leap into the waves,

their fur, sticky with salt,

the ball we throw again and again.

Praise be the green tea with honey,

the bread we dip in finest olive oil,

the eggs we fry, Praise be the reeds,

gold and pink in the summer light,

the sand between our toes,

our swimsuits, flapping in the breeze.

~Laura Foley, How to Love in World, Poems of Gratitude and Hope

Flowers by the Atlantic Ocean. You don't see the sea in the picture, but just over that horizon is water flowing free.

Doesn't those words just conjure up summer images of delight? 

What would you add to the summer gratitude list? 

An isolated walk by the sea in the early morning delights my soul.

In the poem green tea is mentioned. For me it would be a cup of a good black tea. Oh how I would love a fine bread dipped in olive oil or sand between my toes as I walk by the sea. My heart would sing with joy to notice these delights.

Welcome to a new week, dear friends!


Jeanie said...

I would add sweet corn on the cob, lots of fresh tomatoes and produce, anything on the grill and a purring cat! It's a fabulous poem and I love the poems!

Red Rose Alley said...

What a beautiful poem. It all really sounds like gifts of gratitude. I do enjoy a cup of green tea. Nel brought me back a black tea from England, which is good. And there's nothing like bread dipped in olive oil or with a dab of butter. Enjoy the end of the Summer days, Marilyn.


Linda P said...

The poem paints a joyous picture in words of a day by the sea. Your photos also capture the atmosphere. It's a place where you could be contemplative as you walk on the beach enjoying the natural surroundings. It reminds me of having fun at the seaside with the family although we haven't been to the coast for a long time. Collecting shells to take home was one of the pleasurable activities on those days out.
We're thankful for these last days of the season and the mellow weather here in the UK.

Laura Morrigan said...

Another wonderful poem choice! Small things are so important and we overlook them so easily!