praise the Lord

“I am grateful for what I am and have.

My thanksgiving is perpetual.

It is surprising how contented one can be

with nothing definite - only a sense of existence.

Well, anything for variety.

I am ready to try this

for the next ten thousand years, and exhaust it.

How sweet to think of

my extremities well charred,

and my intellectual part too,

so that there is no danger of worm

or rot for a long while.

My breath is sweet to me.

O how I laugh when I think

of my vague indefinite riches.

No run on my bank can drain it,

for my wealth is not possession

but enjoyment.”

- Henry David Thoreau

 

Done