There is a light in you which cannot die; Whose presence is so holy that the world is sanctified because of you.
~ from C.I.M. with thanks to Sherry Blanchette
Fold your wings, my soul,
those wings you had spread wide to soar
to the terrestrial peaks where light is
most ardent: it is for you to simply waith
the descent of the Fire —
supposing it to be willing to take possession of you.