In Preparation

I surrender now
Give myself over to
The whisper
And the soft music in the walls
In the ether
Where everything hovers
Waiting
Even the dust,
Giddy with the promise of renewal

Dim the lights, burn the mugwort

Tonight, we commune.


*Painting by Gustave Doré, 1892

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