These things I so need
and want
gifts unopened
lie under illuminated tree
or atop centre table
I in anticipation
knowing they are mine
but unable
yet
to enjoy
to receive
Always looking
never knowing
I imagine my life
the joy
completion
a filled cup
overflowing
So focused
on these unopened gifts
forgetting to see
all I already have
So many gifts
already opened
in perfect moments
of times past
Name them
each
one by one
And know
timing is everything
in the opening
for the Giver
each time appointed
and perfect
Know also this
seeing
will carry me
to that reality
of no gift left
unopened
