We have only begun
to imagine the fullness of life.
How could we tire of hope?
So much is in the bud.
~ from CANDLES IN BABYLON by Denise Levertov
To the east comes the deep red light,
Triumph rising with the sun,
Full with the miracle of life,
Creative power within the light,
Daily renewal.
Sacred hoop, sacred life, let us greet you,
Heal our wounds, make us new.