August 24, 2018
The Ceremonies of Fire
I am proud to be admitted to your ceremonies
O God of the Elect
the spot where God sits at the crossroads
warming his hands at the fire.
O the Time Present,
I am at the gates of thy empty Mansion,
open the doors
for I misplaced the key
you gave me once
in the Age that dawned before the knowledge of Dawn.
I wandered far in search of land;
I could not possess even a habitat or a grove.
I have come with no possessions , and yet I want to be possessed
by the One dwelling at the crossroads
in his temporary halt
warming his hands at the fire.
I am proud to be admitted to your ceremonies
O God of the Elect
the spot where God sits at the crossroads
warming his hands at the fire.
O the Time Present,
I am at the gates of thy empty Mansion,
open the doors
for I misplaced the key
you gave me once
in the Age that dawned before the knowledge of Dawn.
I wandered far in search of land;
I could not possess even a habitat or a grove.
I have come with no possessions , and yet I want to be possessed
by the One dwelling at the crossroads
in his temporary halt
warming his hands at the fire.
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