I feel ready. Ready to overflow with goodness — that formerly forbidden grace.
Ready to call on the warden’s behind the veil, resolutely saying,
Where I am creation’s energy, let me wend freely
Where I am creation’s vessel, let me hold gently
Where I am creation’s guide, let me steer wisely
And dear, Daisy,
Witness this extra lovely, your passionate pupil, and earnest way-seeker, then say
I am ready, ready to overflow with creation’s goodness.
Daisy, say I’m ready, like a blossom-filled spring,
And all the world over, I will share it.
Say I’m ready, Daisy,
For I am.