[Verse]

When your eyes pause on the ball

That hangs on the third branch from the star

You remember why it is dark

And why it gets light again

The Earth, like the heart, slopes in its seat

And, like that, it travels along an elliptical path

Drawn into the darkness

An unpolished pearl

In sky-black palm of hand

Flickering sun-flame

And then you remember

That you, yourself, you are a light-bearer, a light-bearer

Receiving radiance from others

Flickering sun-flame

Unpolished Earth in palm of hand