The Ritual II

the temple veiled in stars and darkness
and so to the elements
we prostrate ourselves
take holy water
tell our beads
circumnambulate the fire
say a prayer
say we wait with patience, endurance
for his return
with chalice, dagger, bell
the talisman our holy well
we genuflect
light our votive candles
offer each other
the kiss of peace
await the release
of Spring
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