Seein’ Gratitude

This is the second installment in my 'Gratitude Series'. It's "Red's" rhyming story about the blessing of sight. The first poem in this series about acknowledging thanks for our five senses was "Hearing Gratitude".  Watch for smell, taste and touch to follow one of these days.

I am a consciously, actively, grateful and blessed man. Every day I look around in appreciation of my surroundings. If I'm heading east from our place, I drive past Mallard Lake and check for Walter, our resident bald eagle who, more often than not is on over-watch in a snag. I'm immersed in a habitat that tens of thousands of people from around the world travel to, spending their meager vacations, just to briefly observe. I praise God for His creation about me here in Northwestern Montana. I marvel.  I never tire of, nor take for granted, the opportunity to take-in with my eyes the majesty of The Rockies, the endless forests with golden Tamaracks in the fall, the vast short-grass prairies east of the divide, lakes too numerous to remember, perpetually changing colors, unrelenting seasonal growth and death, green-up and snow-in and the critter's persistent cycle that keeps me aware of the Power so much greater than my capacity to comprehend.

Seein' Gratitude

An extra-pretty day was drawing near a close
A couple of saddle partners were riding south
Grateful thoughts that were tusslin’ In Red’s heart
Began makin’ their way outta' his mouth

by Rik Goodell

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I continue to be grateful for the generosity of the Price family in agreeing to allow me to post a copy of this painting alongside my work. Mr. Price's art has inspired, or at least accompanied, more than a dozen poems on this website and many are included on both of my CDs.

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