Today in the early morning dark, I return to a poem by a friend and fellow seeker who knew how to greet a day as a gift, as a presence of God, as an opening into newness. My friend's name is Rosalind Green Russell, and here is her poem, "Dawn of Day." Happy Easter, everyone!

Dawn of Day,
new hope aglow with celestial light,
transforms in pastel glory
the deep, cold shades of night.
Boldly over awakened earth
rises clear the Morning Sun,
brightly rearranging all
for the crisp new day that's come.