Degrees of Comfort

Blessed are You,
Lord our God,
King of the Universe,
for cold,
without which I would not know
the comfort of warmth.

Blessed are You
for frosty eyelashes,
toes numbing,
breath visible;
for gloved hand cupping heat against my nose,
tingle of warmed water on cold lips.

Blessed are You
for autumn, crisp apples and air,
for quiet of winter snow,
rushing, melting spring,
giving way to still, hot summer.

Blessed are You
for burning sun,
my skin hot to touch,
breeze over sweat,
the relief of shade,
comfort of cool grass on bare feet.

Blessed are You,
Lord our God,
King of the Universe,
for heat,
without which I would not know
the comfort of cool.