Let the glimmering star of imagination,
openly radiant in the sky of our night,
rain down silvery, reconciling flowers,
infinite fall of mercies
illuminating our bodies,
dissolving our boundaries,
seeding our hearts;
rooting, branching, twining,
weaving a canopy of forgiving leaves
breathing over all the earth:
one great glowing tree of being.
~Sherri Rose Walker, We’Moon