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POEM: Borrowed

By Christi Ortiz

Some think gratitude

is a difficult thing to cultivate

 

But it takes just a moment

of awareness

 

to glance around and see

that all I have

 

all I am

is borrowed

 

My body was built and borrowed

from my parents’ cells

 

The air I breathe

most likely someone else’s air recycled

 

My clothes

made by another’s hard working hands

 

My food

seeded. grown and picked through other’s toil

 

 

My language

passed on & created by many others before me

 

The car I drive

designed and made by others far away

 

The house I sleep in

made by hands I know not

 

The fire that warms me

created and discovered long ago

 

My beliefs and ideas too

were given as a gift & passed down the centuries

 

My favorite song

created and shared by others

 

Virtually everything I see and touch and hear

is not mine

 

From this vantage point

Gratitude is the only response

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