Psalm 1

I praise God for lunch with the Latin School Gang,

for the three-hour vesperal nap,

for the chanukiyah on Cambridge Common.

 

I praise God for tomorrow's freezing rain,

for yesterday's arctic sun,

for bone-tiredness and for belly-joy.

 

I praise God for friends who make my heart smile,

for poems that resound immortally,

for coffee at eight-thirty at night.

 

For the cold weather (I wait for it all summer!),

for sleep, interrupted by bad breathing,

for this keyboard, this kitchen light, this laptop,

I praise God.

 





Poetry by Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-12-21 at 03:16

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Sameen
Even though I'm an atheist I enjoyed this poem
2017-12-21


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Having reread this more than a few times, because of its poignancy and beauty; I can hear Copeland’s “Fanfare For The Common Man” being played between the verses.
2017-12-21


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautifully said, Thomas.David couldn’t have written it better!
With my humble translation of a joyful hymn “lauda Deum, a quo omnia profluunt”
2017-12-21