For the voyage of life from seed to harvest, the kiss
of rain and sun and growth, the gifts of the earth given
into the hands of strangers, friends and family
whose efforts now bring such bounty to this table.
Thanks for the soft animal body that carries each life
here present, so sturdy and so fragile;
thanks and praise for fellowship, and for the lives
of those now absent who yet linger among us;
thanks for the complex ways we each continue to seek
and find our place, unique like everyone else.
Lead us to the gift of regular silence until it silences us;
bring us to choose gratitude until we are truly grateful;
fill us with praise until we become ourselves
a constant act of praise.
So we give thanks for all things, including joys
and sorrows deeply felt but left, here, unspoken.
Published in UUWorld, Winter 2012, 22.