Lift up your heads

In the darkness a faint light rises.
     Something in the universe awakens.

A longing stirs among the people of the earth.
     A song in our hearts begins to form.

New life begins to grow, an embryo of hope.
     A womb in us makes room.

Amid the pain, the politics and pestilence,
     a homing.

The Beloved is moving in this world.
     Now would be a good time.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net