The Mother of the Diamond Morn

(at Balcony 6 a.m.)

A frame divine intense, aglow
    With unique Grace and Love
    To make us soar above
The skies and free us from titan blow.

We offer to Her at each hush-gap
    Our feeble, puny thoughts
    And life's million knots
To seize in our core the Spirit's Sap.