“I was pirouette and flourish,
I was filigree and flame.
How could I count my blessings
when I didn’t know their names?”
―Rita Dove
When have you experienced joy or gratitude that went beyond what you could name or identify?
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Biting into a fresh fruit, say a ripe white peach or a bite from a juicy mango, for me, has been a joy that I often can not express: rolling my eyes, emitting a” ummmm” and showing a smile are my ways of expressing the joyful experience.