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Lauds

Day Opens

The book of day opens with

the papery feel of dew on azure;

sun shafts sign the distant hilltops

overlooking the abbey

with heaven’s new covenant.

It’s time to shake off

the mortality of sleep;

the tomb of night is cracked, step out

and feel the infinity of light.

Dawn has resurrected the world

from the denial of darkness.

The air is inscribed with Gospels

calling us to be a part of forever:

the Angelus and Mass bells,

the canticles of rivers and oceans,

and the blessings of soft-voiced breezes—

all ring souls with delight.

God fills daybreak with himself.