For the monk who steps into the forest to meditate for the rest of his days for the hang glider who takes off from the highest majestic cliff for the diver who makes eye contact with an old whale while the colorful school of fish swim around him/her for the little girl who watches a bird soar for the little boy who splashes in a muddy puddle for a mother who nurses her babe in the wee hours of night for the father and his working hands for the one that loves in the midst of coldness cruelty and uncertainty for the flowers that grow the stars that glow the moon that shines the sun that gives for all beings that create for all hearts that give and all hearts that receive for the endless bosom of compassion that is capable of holding everything and everyone with infinite love, I give thanks. Thanks for everything that I know of everything that I do not know of and everything that I'll never know but my soul feels and my heart has always known. May the innocence of a tiny flower the awe of a high mountain the beauty of the endless colorful Fields the generosity of all that gives the deepness of the ocean and all that is beautiful and loving stay with me forever and always.
Hydeh Aubon (11/27/08)
