a prayer for wonder

once I worked 
for an old tired man

whose window framed
a stunning view:
Mount Rainier
in snow-capped glory

awestruck, I pointed it out
he slowly shook his head

that old thing?
he scoffed and sighed
I’ve seen it a million times

I am he 
or could be

please let me stay in wonder

the yeasty smell of 
fresh baked rolls

the quiet dark of 
a winter morn

the warmth of 
Etta’s hand in mine

the miracles
I might dismiss

because I’m tired
because I’m old
because I’ve seen them a million times

Veronica Beck

Veronica Beck is a technical writer, blogger, and formerly reluctant parent.

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1 year ago

Love this!

1 year ago

Awwwww. I love this. Me too!

Kelcie Sheriff
Kelcie Sheriff
1 year ago

Wonderful reminder of a wonderful aspect of LIFE. Thank you, V!

Jeanne Waters
1 year ago

I remember when you worked for the old man, V, and you told us this story. There’s not much you can do for a depressed person except to be there and not let yourself get dragged down into negativity. I love your prayer to stay in wonder of “all things great and small,” the cinnamon rolls, Etta’s hand in yours, the realization that you are doing great writing, that you are amazing.

Veronica Beck
Veronica Beck
1 year ago
Reply to  Jeanne Waters

Thank you, Jeanne! Your artwork helps me stay in wonder. xo

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