Benevolent Spring - Josephine Foster

My cup runneth over

And over and over

I lend you my goblet

Come drink to your fill

The source is invisible

Beyond constellation

It wells up within me

Benevolent spring

Benevolent spring

Benevolent spring

Benevolent spring

May thy chalice be blessed

With infinite waters

A channel receptive

To our master peace

May seraphin cherubin

Wing’d venerable fairies

Break open our golden eggs

May we spring forth benevolently

Benevolent spring

Benevolent spring

Benevolent spring

Benevolent spring

Benevolent spring

Benevolent spring