i feel such gratitude for being where I am.
i want to lay a small token at an altar-
a persimmon, ripe and blushing -
and whisper a prayer of thanks.
But, i have no altar onto which to lay my gifts.
Maybe that is why some believe in God.
So that they may have a single entity
to pay homage to for their happiness.
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