Sweet Gift of Dawn
Slowly comes the morning,
softly comes the dawn,
slowly and softly - softly and slowly.
Dear Gift of Dawn, you come with rays of light.
I call forth my joy to greet the dawn.
In the marrow of my bones, I rejoice.
From the center of my soul, I rejoice.
In my heart of hearts, I rejoice.
From the home of my body, I rejoice.
With all my being, I rejoice.
Dear Gift of Dawn, I rejoice.
- Macrina Wiederkehr (Seven Sacred Pauses)
