I Bow by Annie Wood
I bow to the wind that tickles my face,
The covers that keep me warm,
The earth that holds me up.
I bow to the bird’s song that lulls me,
The tree that shades me,
The gravity that keeps me from floating away.
I bow to the death of my mother,
The pain in my back,
The sorrow of days gone by.
I bow to uncertainty,
I bow to fear.
I bow to loss.
I bow to my body; my legs, my heart, my mind… for taking me to all the places I need to go.
I bow to my eyes for seeing the beauty in the darkness, my ears for hearing the music through the noise and my heart for beating through it all.
I bow to you, whom I never met. I bow to your grief and to your joy. To your hellos and your good-byes. I bow to your uniqueness and to our sameness.
I bow with complete abandon…
for the opportunity…