The Giving



We take what we can,

as if there were no end to it—

the wet morning air,

the warm, tender sun,

the bounty of our sweet little planet

that feeds and clothes us,

the things we call beautiful,

the words, the music that make us rich,

and most of all this wonder of love

that keeps us safe, heals us,

protects us from falling

into the great nothingness.

All this we take and take again

because we are so hungry,

so empty, so afraid.

But there is this, Lord:

You give them to us, these gifts,

every blessed one of them,

so that in the giving of ourselves,

in the extravagance of grace,

in the pouring out, the sacrifice,

the love,

we may discover that we are full

of you.


--Timothy Haut