Though I sleep deeply and well
Some nights the glow of the full moon
Pulls me from my bed into the quiet
Early morning darkness
To admire her fullness
I have brought chairs out into lawns
From the Caribbean to Vermont
From the Midwest to Saudi Arabia
Wide awake in calm reverence
To sit and meditate upon her face
On mornings like this
On mornings just like this
The sun has bid me rise
A golden beginning to the day
There is a light weight upon the morning
Of all the early mornings when
Roused from slumber to alertness
When I crept through dark abodes
While others slept unknowing
To keep vigil as the sun renewed
A hope as secret and as known
As there could be
That there be love and meaning
And goodness in the world
And in me
A shining promise that this could
Be so
The light finds me waiting
For that gentle touch upon the sky
Timelessly marking time
Just born
I am as old as the earth
As old as the stars
I have just begun to shine
