The blue in your eyes, your heartbeat is thick & strong
Blessed be you, like a hymn or a gift or a song
Your hands run veined, leaves spread wide and delicate with green
Your skin runs patterns, black ink and scars cut clean
Your voice is clarity, created with the gift of speech
Deep, yet quiet, shallows of the ocean beneath
Blessed are the living who survive in numbered days
You are among the chosen, spend your life in beautiful ways.