Where wast thou
when the sons of God
shouted for joy?
And now
where are you
when the sons of God shout?
For shout they do!
The shouting time
wasn't yesterday, nor is it
tomorrow's promise.
The reign of Love
is here, is now—
the reason for the joy remains!
How can the singing change?
Can you ever cease
to shout for joy—
you, already cherished,
held tenderly, without alloy
within your Father's consciousness
(a jealous God
who will never let you go)?
The sons of God are shouting!
Where wast thou
and where are you now
when the morning stars sing together?
Declare!
Raise your voice,
rejoice!
