Spirit of Life,
Source and Sustainer of all:
It is hard to tell that spring has arrived.
White ice floats on the dark lake
and swans graze by the shore.
But then sunlight streams down
in sudden shafts through clouds,
lighting up circles of restless water
in brilliant blue.
May we be stopped in our tracks by this beauty.
May it open our hearts so that
we hear the cries
of all those who are suffering
and can’t help but respond–
even when it is hard–
even when we feel we are not up to the task.
May we keep one another company
in the work of liberation, saying
“Go, now. I will be with you.”
May we remember always
that here, together,
we are standing on holy ground.
Blessed be.