Saffron Skies

The room is warm before the day begins

I count my breath,

and let the air stay gentle (ahhhh)

I keep a small light inside my hands

Not bright enough to startle the walls

Just enough to find the cup,

the window

The chair that remembers my name

I move slowly through the morning

Like water learning the shape of glass (ahhhh)

Stay with me, quiet heart

Stay with

the golden floor

Nothing has to hurry now

Nothing has to ask for more (ooh)

Outside, the garden carries yesterday's rain

Every leaf holds a patient little world

I hear the kettle,

the floorboards, the sparrows

A choir behind the ordinary things

If peace is a place,

it is smaller than I thought

It fits between one thought

and the next (ahhhh)

Quiet heart, open wide

Let the soft world come inside Quiet heart,

take your time We are safe in the tender light (ooh) (ahhhh)

I do not need the sky to explain itself

I do not need the hour to become useful

Let the world be unfinished

Let the heart be unguarded (ahhhh)

Stay with me,

quiet heart

Stay where the evening pours

Nothing has to hurry now

Nothing has to ask for more Quiet heart,

open wide Let the soft world come inside (ooh) (ahhhh)

The day closes softly

The heart remains open (ahhhh)