We are laborers in the Gospel,
planting a garden of dignity
where creatures and Creator meet.
Ours is a work of praise and celebration
gratitude and joy.
The Sleeper has risen from her dreams
summoned by Love.

We walk arm-in-arm with the problems of life,
bringing them to audience with the All-Seeing;
nothing escapes the gaze of Love,
hovering above dark waters.
God stirs in compost, making all things increase.


Time grows here reaching across to the Light.
In the branches of every-day living
we bear sweet fruit until
in all directions,
it is Love.