morning comes

1
all the earth sings in you
this earth
stuffed with grace
we were young and we believed
word by word

2
the van leaves
a spot of oil on the parking
lot pavement as we drive away
in faint burn smell
gears sweat black

how we mark our track
return
by leaving road
return

by wheel's spin
sun love-stuffed
will slant around the side

let us drive all night

3
you are filled with grace and song
yes and all the earth in you
you are grown beautiful as oiled wood
you warm this room

when you were made the chisel
sang to the grain

4
you are grown beautiful
you are filled with grace and strong
as the morning is strong

grace gathering from you
like leaves from green

this earth returning to us sings