My breath becomes my only
Source of all blessings
You bless us with red, rich wine and friendly puppies,
Birds who sing in mornings and ministers for mournings.
Thank you for all gifts unearned and earned alike,
Even the gifts, unbidden, of suffering and sacrifice.
You bless us with Love, which makes loss meaningful.
You bless us with both the comedy and the tragedy
May I greet each day with the anticipation of an opening night;
Find myself enthralled, enchanted, delighted, amused, and mystified
Through each act, comedic, romantic, tragic, inspiring;
And applaud you each evening
When the curtain falls.*
*Thank you to Br. David Steindl-Rast and his wonderful book, 99 Blessings, for the format used here.