It began in mystery
It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery,
but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.
but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.
In the name of daybreak
and the eyelids of morning
and the wayfaring moon
and the night when it departs,
I swear I will not dishonor
my soul with hatred
but offer myself humbly
as a guardian of nature,
as a healer of misery
as a messenger of wonder
as an architect of peace.
There is a way of beholding which is a form or prayer.