VESPERS (Prayers and Musings in the Temple of Fire)
Poplar bells and oracle shells,
The Priestess stokes the fire.
The haze of incense:
Is it You who approaches?
Who alights in our midst,
Embracing the air with breath of myrrh and lilies?
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