And so I walk in gratitude

 

It is not that I am trying to be polite

And well mannered

Saying “thank you” and “please”

 

It is not like that

Not at all

 

Gratitude spills forth, literally

When I’m in this state of grace

When Love is

 

I want to open my arms, hold them up

And sing my thanks

 

Thanks for the clear sky, the blue

Thanks for the warmth of dear sun

Gratitude for the green trees, those palms

Gratitude for feeling so grateful!

 

Gratitude is a state of Grace, i don’t make it up

Or will myself to write a thank-you-list

It is just there, naturally

This joyful gratitude

 

Grateful for the rain, even when the water floods my house

Grateful for the ocean, even when it eats away the beach

Grateful that no one wants to buy my piano

So I can play on it some more

 

Thank you for the hunger pangs

This makes me really feel my body

Thank you for no money in my pockets

This keeps me humble

 

You think I make this up?

Well, I’m not a fool

I know whats real

I know whats not

 

Gratitude spills forth

It lives in my chest, my heart

It is the younger cousin of Love, I guess

They are from the same tribe

 

Gratitude is like this child at the beach

So free and out of bounds it makes me sing

And walk around with such a swing 

A goody small upon my face

 

It is not ashamed to say “thank’s” three times in a row

When somebody does you a little favor

Gratitude is very generous

In its reciprocity

 

It wants to reach our, wants to pay it forward

Everything that is given to you, it wants to pass it on

Thats how she is

Dear gratitude

 

Thank you

(For you)