with the night falling we are saying thank you
we are stopping on the bridges to bow from the railings
we are running out of the glass rooms
with our mouths full of food to look at the sky
and say thank you
we are standing by the water thanking it
smiling by the windows looking out
in our directions
back from a series of hospitals back from a mugging
after funerals we are saying thank you
after the news of the dead
whether or not we knew them we are saying thank you
over telephones we are saying thank you
in doorways and in the backs of cars and in elevators
remembering wars and the police at the door
and the beatings on stairs we are saying thank you
in the banks we are saying thank you
in the faces of the officials and the rich
and of all who will never change
we go on saying thank you thank you
with the animals dying around us
our lost feelings we are saying thank you
with the forests falling faster than the minutes
of our lives we are saying thank you
with the words going out like cells of a brain
with the cities growing over us
we are saying thank you faster and faster
with nobody listening we are saying thank you
we are saying thank you and waving
dark though it is
– W. S. Merwin
4 thoughts on “we are saying thank you and waving dark though it is”
Here just after reading a post about bending to choose the harder path, risking a crack as we reach for better, even as easier tempts us.
Thank you for sharing this.
That is beautiful! Thank you for sharing.
This is beautiful. So much wisdom illuminated through these words. Thank you so much for sharing this poem.
I always adore the poems you choose to share. Keep sharing them, please.
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