We summon ourselves from the demands and delights of the daily round:
from the dirty dishes and unwaxed floors;
from unmowed grass, and untrimmed bushes;
from all incompletenesses and not-yet-startednesses;
from the unholy and the unresolved.
We summon ourselves to attend to our vision
of peace and justice;
of cleanliness and health;
of delight and devotion;
of the lovely and the holy;
of who we are and what we can do.
We summon the power of tradition and the exhilaration of newness, the wisdom of the ages and the knowing of the very young.
We summon beauty, eloquence, poetry, and music to be the bearers of our dreams.
We would open our eyes, our ears, our minds, our hearts to the amplest dimensions of life. We rejoice in manifold promises and possibilities.