THE GATES OF PRAYER

In the rising sun and at its going down;

We remember them.

In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter;

We remember them.

In the opening of the buds and in the warmth of summer;

We remember them.

In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of the autumn;

We remember them.

In the beginning of the year and when it ends;

We remember them.

When we are weary and in need of strength;

We remember them.

When we have joy we yearn to share;

We remember them.

So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are a part of us,

As we remember them.