“Sanctification”

Poem 20 of the ProCrasstheNation Poemvember Poetry Project is dedicated to Claire W. The world can change in a moment, and sometimes the best we can do is to keep close the essence of those that sanctify us. This one is for all the Dad’s that brought us up, and sanctified our lives.

❤️

“Sanctification”

A quiet space.

A tiny prayer.

A weathered book.

An open window in a lazy sizzling rain.

A tender breeze kissing my cheek.

All these thing sanctify me.

They make me feel whole.

Wholly whole.

A felt bookmark.

An uncrowded bookshop.

A perfectly lit room.

A warm lingering nap on a winter morning.

A Tom Brady pass.

All these things sanctify me.

They make me feel good.

Goodly good.

Freshly baked bread.

Freshly brewed coffee.

Freshly laundered linens.

Freshly cut lime.

Freshly applied after shave.

All these things sanctify me.

They make me feel big.

Bigly big.

Found money.

Best friends.

When a song you are thinking about comes on the radio.

No lines.

No traffic.

All these things sanctify me.

They make me feel special.

Especially special.

A blank page.

A used bookstore.

A writing group.

An inspiring idea.

A completed story.

All these things sanctify me.

They fill me with purpose.

Purposefully purposeful.

My wife.

My children.

My family.

My friends.

My colleagues.

All these things sanctify me.

They make me feel complete.

Completely complete.

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