I Feel the Earth Move by Carole King
Wind, Water, Stone
by Octavio Paz
translated by Eliot Weinberger
wind scatters water,
stone stops the wind.
Water, wind, stone.
Wind carves stone,
stone’s a cup of water,
water escapes and is wind.
Stone, wind, water.
Wind sings in its whirling,
water murmurs going by,
unmoving stone keeps still.
Wind, water, stone.
Each is another and no other:
crossing and vanishing
through their empty names:
water, stone, wind.
by Derek Walcott
Let the day grow on you upward
through your feet,
the vegetal knuckles,
to your knees of stone,
until by evening you are a black tree;
feel, with evening,
the swifts thicken your hair,
the new moon rising out of your forehead,
and the moonlit veins of silver
running from your armpits
like rivulets under white leaves.
Sleep, as ants
cross over your eyelids.
You have never possessed anything
as deeply as this.
This is all you have owned
from the first outcry
you can never be dispossessed.
At that time Jesus came from Galilee to the Jordan River so that John would baptize him. John tried to stop him and said, “I need to be baptized by you, yet you come to me?”
Jesus answered, “Allow me to be baptized now. This is necessary to fulfill all righteousness.”
So John agreed to baptize Jesus. When Jesus was baptized, he immediately came up out of the water. Heaven was opened to him, and he saw the Spirit of God coming down like a dove and resting on him. A voice from heaven said, “This is my Child whom I dearly love, in whom I find happiness.”
Happy by Marina & the Diamonds
by Walter Rauschenbusch
We thank you for this universe, our great home;
for its vastness and its riches,
and for the abundance of the life which teems upon it
and of which we are part.
We praise you for the arching sky and the blessed winds,
for the driving clouds and the constellations on high.
We praise you for the salt sea and the running water,
for the everlasting hills, for the trees,
and for the grass under our feet.
We thank you for our senses
by which we can see the splendor of the morning,
hear the jubilant songs of love,
and smell the breath of the springtime.
Grant us, we pray,
a heart wide open to all this joy and beauty.
And save our souls from being so steeped in care
or so darkened by passion
that we pass heedless and unseeing
even when the thorn bush by the wayside
is aflame with the glory of God.
The Lord’s Prayer
God, heart of the world:
revealed through every aspect of creation:
understood through our awareness.
May we honour the holiness of creation and act accordingly
so that your love is reflected in the way we live.
May we always be thankful for the food we eat
and the friends we have.
May we forgive those who transgress against us
and be forgiven for our own.
In the freedom of love may we live as your heartbeat
and not be compromised by hesitation.
Through our freedom,
may your justice be seen and heard and experienced
forever and ever. Amen.
Flightless Bird, American Mouth by Iron & Wine
Bless us, Lord, this day with vision.
May this place, wherever we are,
be a sacred place,
a telling place,
where heaven and earth meet.
And may the blessing of God – the Abba, the Messiah, and the Paraclete,
be with us and remain with us always. Amen.