It IS Spring time! Time to celebrate new beginning, new births, new hope. Spring and mourning feel to me like they have a lot in common – the new beginnings, births and hope stuff. So I often find myself taken with poems, prayers and parables that celebrate mornings.

Having written that, and it is deeply heartfelt as I write it, but, none-the-less it is kind of odd, because I am just not a morning person. It takes me a good hour and a cup of coffee before I can pretend to be civil. But, I do love this poem/prayer. . . Hope you do to!

 

I arise, facing East by Mary Austin

I arise, facing East,

I am asking toward the light;

I am asking that the day

Shall be beautiful with light.

I am asking that the place

Where my feet are shall be bright,

That as far as I can see

I shall follow it aright.

I am asking for the courage

To go forward through the shadow,

I am asking toward the light!