Rituals
Rise, quiet sisters, knit of silver fire,
Reach through the dark where ancient shadows cling,
Repeat the breath, the cadence of desire,
Ring out the bowl, the timeless offering,
Renew the soil, the water, and the wire,
Reveal the sacred shape of everything,
Return the soul to where the stars conspire.
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