From above we came, in His likeness, for His being

Like shattered glass, We reflect a piece of divine

Like shattered glass, We scatter amok

Artists and poets, Bards and dancers, We seek the scattered

Bit by bit, Piece by piece, Fragments of a divine soul

Like a webbed mirror, We reflect

A shine, A garment, A cry

We reflect the Creator with fragments of glass, Come together shattered beings of light