Forgetting who I am

Sometimes I need to remember

to remember a saturday morning

a smile

the gentle touch of the breeze

the warmth of early love

the time when God was really present

Sometimes I forget

hard words
bad choices
failures to love
blur my vision
and I can no longer remember
what is sacred
I forget, myself
I forget the Divine

Sometimes I forget
because I am simply moving too fast
rushing through life
barely tasting
the sweet nectar

Lord teach me to know

what to remember

thank you for reminding me

to take time for the Sacred on the sabbath

for the meal of remembrance

the bread and the wine

thank for days that blossom new

with gentle breezes

and blue skies

new choices

new chances

thank you for people

and rivers 

and mountains

and moments of love

that startle me into remembrance

and slow me down

so I might savor

you

 

and remember who

in you 

I am