In the busy-ness and unquenchable thirst
of this worlds’ seekings,
walk as quietly as the coming of frost
on a November morning,

looking neither for gain or advantage
over others,
but rather the calm that comes
from a pure heart

genuinely seeking the good
that may be done in a moment
or an hour
or a lifetime,

the good that takes no thought
of its own needs
but rather
that of someone else.

And on this evening,
may you be blessed
with the remembrance
of having done

some small thing
that brought better
into the world
without thought

of your own gain.

H. Arnett
11/17/11