I awake

I awake to the bright red center of the Rose

Day emerges from dawn’s stronger rays

Mother Earth comes into view, shining,

Transforming from Father Moon, reality is balanced

Light within me comes from feminine masculine acceptance in harmony

I am one with the divine

I accept your divine as precious, invaluable

During this horrific crisis, I turn again to the bright red center of the Rose where life’s beauty is crystallized.