May our eyes remain open even in the face of tragedy.
May we not become disheartened
May we find the cup of the broken heart
May we discover the gift of the fire burning in the chamber of our being Burning great 
              and bright enough to transform any poison
May we offer our sorrow to the service of what's greater than ourselves
May the suffering purify us and not paralyze us
May we endure
May sorrow bond us and not separate us May we realize the greatness of our sorrow 
             And not run from its touch or its flame
May our wrath be cleansing
               Cutting through confusion of denial and greed
May we not be afraid to see or speak or truth May the bleakness of wasteland be dispelled
May the soul's journey be revealed
May we be forgiven for what we've forgotten
              And blessed with the remembrance of who we really are.