"The willingness of America's veterans to sacrifice for our country has earned them our lasting gratitude." - Jeff Miller
This November morning, fresh with its frosty dew, marks the onset of autumn's transition time. Will the cinnamon and brown sugar landscape turn into gifts of gratitude? Yes it will if you seek gratitude each day to "welcome November, the season of senses..." (Gregory F. Lenz)
Within the realm of everyday living, observing the ordinary is a slow-down, be-in-the-moment activity that heightens awareness of life.
November is here, wrapped in morning frost and universal thoughts on the importance of gratitude in our lives. National Gratitude Month with its mission of "encouraging us to embrace the power of gratitude" pops up on my screen. An email from Denise Krebs who resides in Bahrain pings. As the host of Spiritual Journey Thursday, Denise chooses gratitude as our monthly topic, shares her original small poems of gratitude, and encourages the community writers to write #gratikus and #gratitudepoems throughout the month.
I start with an inspirational quote that opens my month of writing with a positive touch.
Before Election Day 2020, I looked out a November sky and witnessed an amazing sight. A whooshing noise, swaying movement of branches, and leaves letting go in a downward descent were evidence of a dramatic leaf storm. News of this filled the broadcast channels. I watched and pondered as the leaves appeared to shiver in the breeze. Luckily, I had my iPhone available to record a few seconds of the event.
A naani is one of India's popular Telugu poems introduced by Dr. N. Gopi, one of the renowned Telugu poets. Naani translates as "expression of one and all". It is composed of one stanza of four lines between twenty to twenty-five syllables. Each line is generally three-five syllables but no more than ten. The subject matter is up to the writer, but Teluga poets typically write about the human condition, race, relations, current statements, and life in general.
