At our birth we emerge from the root mystery of the cosmos, a deep and silent mystery into which we will one day be reabsorbed. Our own lives are a spiral pattern of creative unfolding, death, and regeneration. Fashioned out of the creative power of starlight and the fecund body of the Earth, we are the children of Earth and starry heaven caught up in the timeless rhythms of the celestial dance.
Our eyes are
the eyes of the universe
reflecting upon itself...
We look at the stars,
they look back at themselves
through us...
Lisen to the universe,
stir the deep memory ...
thus do we know
what we are to do.