Abundance

Count each needle on the pines.
Every blade of grass.
Each petal of every wildflower.

This is your inheritance.
This is your abundance.

Soak in each ray of sun.
Lean into each cool breeze.
Inhale the scent of the mountain air.
Wrap yourself in the gifts of Mother Earth.

As the clouds come and the sun seems to disappear,
count each raindrop that nourishes the ground.
And when day turns to night and all turns dark,
count each star in the sky.

This is your inheritance.
This is your abundance.

When summer goes and autumn settles in,
count each gold leaf,
then again as it falls and returns to dust.
For soon autumn will change to winter,
and you can count again,
watching as each snowflake make its way down from the heavens above.

This is your inheritance.
This is your abundance.

Even as the land seems barren,
and the air turns bitter,
let the fire draw you in.
Count each laugh you share
Every smile you give.
Each hug you receive.
Feel your dog’s fur
and count every single strand of blessed hair.

This is your inheritance.
This is your abundance.
And still, this is just a fraction of how loved you are.