Clara Mane

Morning, bright morning,

your promise has come

Morning, bright morning,

 new birth of the sun

Into your arms

I bathe in reflection

Into your warmth

I strip off my fear

Into your heart

I surrender the darkness

Into your strength

I lay down my spear

Morning, bright morning,

your promise has come

Morning, bright morning

—today rebegun   

(Local Train From 30^th Street Philadelphia: May, 2022)