Help me.  Thank You.

by Marilyn Jaeger, after Baccalaureate 2015

Help me.

Thank You.

Graduates, garbed in green and gold,

File quite willingly to the front,

Front of the altar, gazing out

To parents, in prayer or in waiting.

"Sing a song, 'Be Thou my vision':

It's a prayer, you know, just talking to God.

Simple conversation."

Then the light dawned.

How about this?

Reduced

Minimum

Chat.

Help is what we need

Beyond us,

We're not in control,

Whether a lost earring

Or ruined relationship

Or college complications

Or plane plummeting down.

Failure.

Help!

"Me" is the center,

Center of my world.

There are a few of us

Who make that claim.

Philanthropic service,

Altruism,

Compassionate giving,

Sacrifice,

At the core

Still

Me.

"Thank the lucky stars"

Or...

Who?

Attitude

Of gratitude,

Because

Beyond you and me,

God

To 

Thank.

"You light up my life."

You saw

Spoke

Hands moved in creating,

Divesting Self of Son,

Sun of galaxies beyond

Comprehension.

You, Jehovah

Adonai

All in all

Help me thank you.