Divine old dog,

now is the time for you to know,

that everything you do is sacred.

Now is the season for grace,

for memory and understanding,

for you to wash in the warm and sweet

rivers of love,

and roll in the softest loam of the greenest pasture.

Now is the time to heal and

to forgive all of the wounds in you,

that never really healed.

Your heart is old and wise,

you know the warmth

of the perfect day,

the warmest sun,

the brightest star.

Now is the time for you to know

the Divine Beauty

that calls for all of us to love

and accept.