It’s not even Christmas 

But I look around at all these gifts  

I used to think I was just hanging on to the edge of a cliff

But I’ve realized it’s about perspective 

And maybe I spent too many years as a sort-of lackadaisical detective  

Your hands have always been open 

Even the littlest birds are fed 

The dolphins rejoice 

I think about what You said

The hills where I run raise their voice 

My dog is the epitome of love 

And my husband too – so faithful 

I don’t know what to do 

I just stand or sit 

I ponder all of it 

And I’m grateful 

This heartbeat, my achy feet 

How You love me 

How great is my marriage 12 years in 

For You, it’s never too late for life to begin

You don’t know time like I do 

The end of the book has kind-of thrown me for a loop

It’s like a dangling rope 

That I want to climb 

You’re telling me there’s time 

You’re all my hope  

Everything I’ve got is a gift 

I know it now 

It’s all Yours 

Thanks for letting me hold it 

So I’m letting go of the cliff