As mists hovered
in wait for twilight
the blazes dissipating
and spirits anticipating
they entered sacred space
Patting the earth
with cupped and searching hands
and humbled in silence
Let us join our voices
in celebration
As mists hovered
in wait for twilight
the blazes dissipating
and spirits anticipating
they entered sacred space
Patting the earth
with cupped and searching hands
and humbled in silence
Let us join our voices
in celebration