As I Do Every Day
On my last day in this world
i would want to give thanks
as i do every day
of this self-conscious life.
      But, the question arises,
to who(m?) do i owe gratitude?
Is there some god or idol
who makes me a sycophant?
      I owe to the universe,
of which i am a small part,
my existence and happiness.
The Tao is a symbol of it all.
      So thanks to that small butterfly
whose beauty puts tears in my eye.

        Walt Abbott–11-16-08