Here, at autumn's apex, I find
my kin amongst the trees, whose
stripped branches yet reveal,
a few orange-breasted robins,
to remind me that truly nothing is lost.
Nature's wisdom revealed in each twist
and bend of branch, assures that less
is only more- more awareness,
and yes, more gratitude.
For gratitude provides its own engine
by a design divine- built to increase exponentially-
upon its expression.
To see through thankful eyes
to what lies beneath-
is the gift I find most precious,
the very root of gratitude in practice.