yes, I am. I wake up breathing, deeply each morning,
filled with the realization that I am alive.
This being alive is now not something I take
for granted, as a given. Not now.
A year ago, before heart surgery, maybe.
No longer can I deny the gift of another chance,
to feel all of this startling wonder. In the stillness,
there is a grace, a flowing of brilliant possibility
that rises to the surface, assuring me anew
of what is really paramount- awareness,
pure awareness to the truth pulsating
all around me. Renewed into a constant mantra
of yes, I am, yes I am, and finally, yes I am.