When will
these arms and legs,

these fingers that hold
the pen, or the pen itself
for that matter,

along with each new day
I’m allowed to use them,

miracle enough?

I like poems that remind me of healthy states of mind like this one. A sense of abundance counters my common fears that there won’t be enough or that I’ll somehow be deprived.

From  Less Is More, More or Less. Nathan Brown

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