One Single Impression: Homecoming

Every morning is a
Homecoming:
The dew soft earth,
Open and receptive
As the heart of any mother,
Embraces me
As I step into the
Warm light of a sun
That rises strong and steady
As the heart of any father,
As I watch grace itself graze the water
In the person of that old heron
Who will not notice the turtles and fish,
As I listen to the noisy children
In the trees announcing,
As if we did not know,
That morning has come,
So come out, come out, come out
And live in the new light of
An earth that is soft and new every morning
And opens herself to you.
Lift your eyes to the blue sky;
Breathe
The distant fragrances of invisible wild flowers--
They are your long-lost cousins, and they
Will drench your life in perfume.
Wake up, beautiful one,
Be anointed by the dawn.

One Single Impression