For the dawning light of the day,
fresh & bright as though this is the earth’s first turning;
For the early greening of daffodil shoots,
as though the bulbs have never birthed sun-bright flowers;
For the running of the stream,
as though there is no joy quite like skipping over rocks;
For the tossing of the wind,
as though spring cannot come without its sweeping;
For the holy wellspring of Love,
as though the Mother is praying over us for the first time;
We give thanks and praise,
and we lean with renewed hope into the goodness of God.