Exodus
Let us make the seductions of our Egypt
the starting point of our resolve
let us build an altar of hope
in the desert of our poverty
let our eyes begin to see the beacon of trust
flashing in the wilderness of our loneliness.
Let us reach out to one another
from the desolation of our separateness
let us make the selfishness of our greed
the birthing bed of our charity
and in the wasteland of all our hungers
let us gather and eat the manna of compassion.