What is the place on which you stand; This environ of the now and here? What soaks the earth and fills the air? This place of a thousand footsteps A thousand words. A thousand years.
Your feet, your body, your soul standing, As a thousand, thousand have before. Eyes flung wide, lungs breath full Name the place, claim the now and here. A single word. A single now.
Follow horizons hope. Catch the cries of joy and pain. Kneel and trace the soil with fingertip. This place has known so much, so many, And will, yet, still know more. Know it and be known. Know the place on which you stand. Let it know you and stand. Speak the truth of the now and here.