Bless the sun that radiates the day. Bless the fog bound coast. Bless the currents that stream in air and water, each a partner in a choreographed push and pull. Bless the break in the clouds that signals change.

Bless the heart that wills itself to succeed, to thrive and to love. Bless the soul that speaks through kind words and generous deeds, that reaches out to others and draws them near and that sweeps away the fog from before the light.

Bless the time when spirit sags and fears mount like fog rolling in from its maritime address. Bless the instinct to press on. That is life’s yearning for more life, for another day even if foggy. Bless the turning of the tide and the wind’s change of direction.