The dough is rising,
The frond unfurling,
The people’s hope is growing
For justice everywhere.
To God the process, God the life,
To God compassion’s spring,
To God the boundless way of love,
To God in everything.
Hungry for meaning?
Thirsty for purpose?
Leader: Blessed be God, the Source of all Being.
People: Blessed be God, the Breath of the Universe, the Wisdom behind Nature and the Scriptures.
Leader: Blessed be God, the Way of Reconciliation and Healing.
You are the Process, God,
The movement without end.
You are the Rhythm God,
The dance of loving friends.
Beyond the boxes we create,
Beyond each image we can spawn
The process river flows along
To sweep aside the now outworn.
This, my song, a skeptic’s hymn,
ode to mystery within,
Sung to you no one can prove,
dwelling there, as real as love.
It was a long and complicated evolution
From the silence God created
Matter, movement, depth and height,
All the opposites evolving,
Spreading darkness, gifting light.
When our world of thought lies shattered
As its truths fragment and die
We will trust the mystery’s oneness
Held within the Earth and sky.