On The Pulse of Morning
Lift up your eyes upon
This day breaking for you.
Give birth again
To the dream.
This day breaking for you.
Give birth again
To the dream.
When you see the world as part of yourself, you will take care of it. When you see yourself as part of the world, you will be cared for.
In the shining secret garden, the solitary sign of the crocus speaks once more through blackened snow. The poet's word has revived with the resurrected flower, echoing the refrain of the One Song.