For Giving

How do we give
when we know not 
where we are standing
and what we have been
Given?

How do we receive
when we know not
what we hold now
and what will take its place?

Blessed we are
with eyes for such wonder,
the capacity to receive
a world overflowing with joy

But cursed we bleed
with such abundant wealth, 
a sensory drowning
a deprivation of the soul

For we walk in a battlefield
grasping at our attention
as we strive for something
Greener
mistaken for the other side

So I keep my heart open
receiving the moment for 
what it offers
Always knowing in my being
It is for giving that I receive 
It is for giving that I receive
It is for giving
That I receive