Thank you, faithful things!
Thank you, world!
To know that the city is still there,
that the woods are still there,
and the houses, and the hum of traffic and the slow cows grazing in the field:
that the earth continues to turn and time hasn't stopped,
that we come back whole to suck the sweet marrow of day,
thank you, bright morning,
thank you, thank you!
Mark Strand, 1934 - 2014