May my heart be an altar
pure and simple
where I praise God.
Not in oil fields
but in wheat fields
does my heart rejoice.
Not stuck behind the wheel
but freely on two wheels
does my heart rejoice.
Not coddle by a boiler
but warmed by the sun
does my heart rejoice.
Not gorging on steak
but feasting on beans
does my heart rejoice.
Not jetting above the earth
but swimming in the water
does my heart rejoice.
Nor gasping on fumes
but smelling fresh rain
does my heart rejoice.
Not imprisoned by concrete
but shaded by trees
does my heart rejoice.
Not deafened but explosions
but transfixed by bird song
does my heart rejoice.
Not by hoarding everything
but sharing with all
does my heart rejoice.
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Accept my praise,
and my joy,
Lord of my heart.
