[Spoken]
Welcome Morning by Anne Sexton
There is joy in all
In the hair I brush each morning
In the cannon towel, newly washed
That I rub my body with each morning
In the chapel of eggs I cook each morning
In the outcry from the kettle
That heats my coffee each morning
In the spoon and the chair that cry, "Hello there, Anne," each morning
In the godhead of the table that I set my silver plate, cup upon each morning
All this is God
Right here in my pea-green house each morning
And I mean, though often forget, to give thanks
To faint down by the kitchen table in a prayer of rejoicing
As the holy birds at the kitchen window peck into their marriage of seeds
So while I think of it
Let me paint a thank-you on my palm
For this God, this laughter of the morning
Lest it go unspoken
The joy that isn't shared I've heard dies young