Be named slant-slipping sunlight
though forks in branches, river-glints.
Be named brief luminosity of sky
before falling of dusk.
Be named gifts of wind –
petal scents, salt scents,
breath of river deep as earth.
Be named rising of wind,
hush of grass, heart-longing
of the soil for rain.
Be named dancing pitter-patter,
sullen slow- soft falling,
grey monsoon shroud.
Be named trees in water, trees
in wind, trees shedding leaves,
new- leaf sprouting.
Be named interstices of in- breath
and out, and all spaces
Be named, blessed beloved one,
the secret name that will bid you rise
and take your place in the turning circle
of the world.