What waters the grateful heart? The open palm, that does not grasp. Open arms that have no task. The mind held open by gratitude’s refrain. Desire is not extinguished here. It is held, more gently and more dear. In the open field. In the open air.
What waters the grateful heart? The open palm, that does not grasp. Open arms that have no task. The mind held open by gratitude’s refrain. Desire is not extinguished here. It is held, more gently and more dear. In the open field. In the open air.