A Morning Prayer

Lord, thank you for hope fully held
which sees a coming together of lives and dreams,
one great leveling of all to the ground that is common,
melting fear of darkness in fire of truth
which is love and grace forever given,
gratefully received,
rising anew this dawning day.


Rise, sister.

Stand and sing the glory song.

It is time to claim your star.


This world did not deserve you.

But surely now, your story lives on.

The book of triumph has been bound.


The time is here.

Lift the light of your eyes through dust of death.

Shine it on the vernal hills of Home.