In Praise of Praise

Eden Vale Stevens

When time like a beetle ticks in the wainscoting
          Praise the light curving into space denying gravity.
When chaos cracks our order into particles of energy
          Praise Divine Seeing for our being in the Garden.
When our treasures are stolen
          Praise the spaces to be filled.
When we cannot hear
          Praise silence for listening.
If we cannot see
          Praise the dark in which visions
               like stars sometimes appear.
When only the affluent are invited to the feast
          Praise the homeless for sharing their wealth.
When loneliness lies in a dear companion's place
          Praise sorrow for new ways of knowing.
When a stranger in our land is feared
          And neighbors are no longer speaking
          Praise the heart for breaking.

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