Bless us with unknown reserves to brave
the cold
and dark of winter mornings. Bless the traveler, far
from home, who gave up comfort for adventure.
Bless the misfits and the rain from the sky. Bless
the cardboard dwellers, the street
cleaner dreamers.
For god's sake bless the dreams,
bless the huge night
we rest upon. Bless all the bad in the past; it has
gotten us here. Bless unemployment for allowing
mid-afternoon naps.
Bless us
with memory and
nostalgia, so that we can revive the past that shaped
who we are, and be taught from the mistakes that
changes us positively for the future. Bless love for
its ability to expect nothing in return. Bless
the fractured.
Bless the past for who you were, the present for who
you are, and the future for who you will be. Bless
the music that keeps our hearts beating. Bless my
comfy bed, even
though it's hard to get out of it in
the morning. Bless us with food we're too
guilty to
eat and cash we're to guilty to spend. Bless the
small hand that trusts to fill my own as we
step out
into the noisy street. Bless us with a
hope for tomorrow,
a gladness for today, and a fondness for
yesterday.
Bless the bones in our body for
allowing us to be
more than just gelatinous masses. Bless our minds
so that we can keep learning what we
need to, in
order to succeed. Bless new parents with wisdom
and patience. Blessed be
my right to wallow in
self-destruction, wilting
into sprays of thing fibrous
crystal smoke. Bless our economy to progress and
change. Bless the beauty in beauty. Bless the cool
blue water as it sits like glass under the morning sun.
Bless the weeping of the heavens
that grace our world
with vibrancy and color.
Note: This litany was created by single lines from a group of people who reside in the Ham.
