A Fresh New Day
It’s a fresh new day, my Beloved!
Let me jump into it,
with both feet and pure abandon
like a child pouncing gleefully
through mud puddles.
Why play small,
when we are full of our Beloved’s glory?
Why play it safe,
when You gave us nothing to fear?
Why hold back our light,
when we can be a beacon for those in darkness?
Come, my Beloved, take my hand and
jump through a few mud puddles with me…
It’s always a fresh new day!