love underlies this present wilderness
catching weariness with its branches
ocean waves gently bear off heaviness.
dry places are watered with dews heavy drop
on my head making me smile out loud in my heart.
paths that wind and voice occasional near
there is love, though somewhat hidden, here.
it's call hearkens of Spirit, new birth,
life, sisters & brothers, golden worth.
O Morning desire dispel evening's mist --
and in your wake leave your exiles blessed.