To be you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To the one voice that is you
And know there is more
That you can't see, can't hear
Can't know except in moments
Steadily growing, and in languages
That aren't always sound but other
Circles of motion.
Like eagle, circling in blue sky
In wind, sweeping our hearts clean with sacred wings.
We see ourselves and know
That we must take the utmost care
And kindness in all things.
Breathing in, knowing we are made of
All this, and breathing out, knowing
We are truly blessed because we
Were born, and die soon within a
True circle of motion,
Like eagle rounding out the morning
We pray that this is so