Here in the silent circle of our Trust. Weaving the loose strands of our many dreams Into the emerald web of the Great Dreamer. Together, may we proffer our sacred work As a tonic for the trembling, parched lips of the world May evening find us blessed and fulfilled, Our day’s work softly laid down... May our work fill us with the joy of creation And may we never waste a single obstacle, May we enter each night grateful and fully prepared For the Mystery of Replenishment. Surmounting each alone, yet all together... Our heads bowed, our passionate hearts aflame. May the light of our souls grow brighter each day, Drawing us close, a fragrant family of glittering virtues. May the great work of our soul’s higher purpose Never become a burden to us. May our souls be blessed and blessed and blessed again As we come together in mutual reverence May we serve the whole together To place with care the candles of our hearts In impeccable imperfection, Around the silent circle of the Whole.