AWAKENING
Oh glorious rose unfolding with the light
Reminds us of our upward soaring flight.
Yielding its beauty in an unhurried pace
For all to behold its perfection and grace.
O Creator of blade o' grass and flower
Thanks for these promises of our awakening hour.
In which we find: we have and will always be
HOLY
COMPLETE
JOYOUS
FREE
Protected in Love with nowhere else to be
Knowing nothing more nor less than Life's eternity.
by Ayn
