Chambers of holy silence.
We retreat to these secret places,
These hollows of the world,
Here to utter deadnight orisons.
Time is not.
O, the silent flutter on taper and oilwick.
And even the ageless dark is holy
And no less dark.
Darkly move our lips, or do they move?
Spiritgroaning from selves labyrinthine:
Selves obscured to selves.
But self let us now shed,
Lost outward, into a new worship.
Hymns unto the first,
O, the Three conspiring into One.
Thou increate fount of primal light,
We hail thee from hallowed cloaks of night.
Holy Singularity, beyond concept:
The stillness and the vortex, inscrutable.
Primordial love whereby all motions hold.
Our bodies' vaulted temple,
Filled with the thick smoke of presence.
Limb and bone are corridor,
This blood wherein the Spirit walks.
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