giving thanks

from untying the web
"praise, lamentations, and praise"

how will I speak your name

I will gather up
the bounty of my garden
and the ripe grains of the fields
I will fill my small kitchen
with the smells of spice and sweetness
I will call in my children 
and my neighbors
and beggars from the street

and we shall feast

* pab 2011 *