Lately I've become aware
of the sockets of my eyes
(how they hold in place my memories)
the bones still strong
under my thinning skin
the joints and tendons
so vulnerable to breakage.
Lately I've become aware
of the softness of my flesh
and the reckless beating of my heart
and the miracle of my spine.
Lately I've become aware of the wrinkles
near my smile
and the smoothness of my skin
the tension in my jaw.
Lately I've become aware of the miles
my feet have walked
and of where they have led me
and of how many times my knees
have knelt in prayer.
Lately I've become aware of my hands.
How many they have nurtured
the tears they have dried
wounds they have healed.
Lately I've come to appreciate
all of these parts of a whole
and when I am still enough
I can feel the warmth of my blood
pulsing through my veins
so reassuringly.