Song of Welcoming
Sacred Parent, creator of the sun that makes the seasons,
I rejoice in the gift of ever-growing light
as the Earth daily leans closer to our daystar.
With joyfulness I greet this new season of spring
that rises from the gray death chamber of winter.
As my ancestors of old
lit feasting fires to banish the darkness
and to call forth the fires of the sun,
may I enkindle in my heart
The flames of hope in new life.
Hope rides on the springtime air
carried aloft upon the wind,
filling field and forest, city and town,
with the incense of excitement.
With awe-filled joy
I sing of the sun, mysterious daystar
that warms and feeds our planet
with energy and light.
I sing with joy that your son, the sun,
has signaled once again
the beginning of a new season of life.
Great and generous are you, my God,
who has given us the rich variety
of ever-changing seasons.
Amen.ⴕ
