"a summoning to grace..."

"come" it calls, "come home to where my
arms are open and my heart is singing just for you
a song that beckons -- fly across the night
and chase the sun to reach me long before the dawn

hear me crying out  full voice, eyes closed
there is nothing I will not do to draw you closer
no indignity I will not suffer

to bring you here before the sun arrives  

we will watch the dawn of a new year
rise from the east in shades of blue more subtle
than the sea beneath a stormy sky or the eyes
of an infant following her mother's smile

come, it calls, come to where we may sift the
stillness through outstretched fingers spread
wide with wonder as the weightless gifts of grace
dance between us and draw us closer still
come, come, come

you are being summoned to the moment 

of your awakening on the crest 

of this new day, come sit with me 

and we will fix our gaze on the horizon 

of your hopes 

 as the daystar rises in your heart