Pure Love, we pray all people pursue
your purpose, your promise–perfect peace.
Priest of Love, in deep sleep prepare us
for paradox–patience shaped by pain.
Pierce our apathy, Prophet of Love;
please help us up from our pits and dumps.
Pristine Love, preempt our presumptions;
prompt us to pause, perceive, and proceed.
Spirit, occupy prisons and all
spaces that push or pull us apart.
Keep us poised in praise of your powers,
playful, passionate, pregnant with hope.