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Arthur Heifetz – New Year’s Prayer

New Year’s Prayer

Our Father Who Art in Heaven,
stay there
with your retinue of
saccharine angels and saints,
the celestial fanfare,
while we remain below,
content to breathe
the pine-filled air,
to feel the wind caress
the napes of our necks,
to see the sun
illuminate the hills
as if every morning
were the first time,
to sense the ground
beneath our feet
and not above our heads,
sealing us off
in darkness and silence
from everything we love.
We tally up our losses
and our gains
to find that overall
it’s not half-bad
to be alive.

Arthur Heifetz

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