In my tradition

We try to practice

Dying everyday

So that we may be fully alive

What I understand of my prayer life

Is to place myself

On the threshold of death

To participate in my dying

So that i may live each day

And each moment

As a gift

What I cultivate

Is a grateful heart

Each moment that becomes

A new thing

My gratitude comes from

The sheer gift

Of life itself

Who you are

Cannot be contained in

What's happening to you just now

You are part of a love story

You are desired

And longed for

There are thousands of witnesses before you

Who would claim that you are held

In the arms of love

And I'd like to leave you

With the prayer that

One of the Fransiscans

Left with me

Oh my God! You are here

Oh my God! I am here

Oh my God! We are here

And always, always, always

You love us

Always, always

You love us

May the angels of God

Watch over you

May Mary and all the saints

Pray for you

And all those

Whose lives you've touched

This moment and forever more

Amen