The blessing
of the morning light to you,
may it find
you even in your invisible
appearances,
may you be seen to have risen
from some
other place you know and have known
in the
darkness and that carries all you need.
May you see
what is hidden in you as a place
of
hospitality and shadowed shelter,
may what is
hidden in you become your gift
to give, may
you hold that shadow to the light
and the
silence of that shelter to the word
of the
light, may you join all of your previous
disappearances
with this new appearance,
this new
morning, this being seen again,
new and
newly alive.
from THE
BELL AND THE BLACKBIRD
