Mystery of mysteries, we are thirsty for justice and bearing witness to grief.
We're claiming our inherent wholeness, and healing strands of the Great Web.
We are hungry for liberation and cracking ourselves wide open.
We are mourning the dead and fighting for the living.
We're singing for joy and striving for meaning.
We're embodying love;
reaching out in love;
acting on Love's behalf;
and letting that Love wash over us, ebbing and flowing, as it carries and holds us all.
May we do it all over again when the new day comes.