Today, I am thankful for a taste of sacredness.
Some nights, stay up till dawn,
as the moon sometimes does for the sun.
Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way
of a well, then lifted out into light.
Something opens our wings. Something
makes boredom and hurt disappear.
Someone fills the cup in front of us.
We taste only sacredness.
~ Rumi (Translated by John Moyne and Coleman Barks)For this blessing, I am grateful.