O God of the rising sun and its setting
in you we live, thrive and exult in your goodness.
Our days pass like a shadow
joy fills our hearts
sorrow shakes the soul
and hope sets us free.
If the earth were to swallow us
we would not blame the shifting crust
the earth that must move
even if it hurts by being itself.
But when one of our own
a child himself who knows children
pours wrath into hallways
running red
we do not understand
and we do blame
for there can be no other explanation
for such madness
and evil.
But just now
with nothing left to do
we raise the sparks
of holy hope and love
upward, from whence
every shred of life
comes and returns
in season and out.
Amen.
vitalwholeness 