let the temples
be washed with
water from the moon
and perfumed
with floral nectar
let the incense
raise in prayer
scented voices
calling out to
the fires in the sky
let the candle
be lit aflame
for light to glow
and illuminate
in tender witness
let the hymns
be tones of awe
vibrations resonating
with the moment
when flesh connects
with the divine
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