Invocation

Will you drink with me,

Of the earth and the days

Which have passed upon it?

Will you drink with me,

Of the sky and the words

Which have passed between us,

My breath to you and yours back?

Will you drink to the fullness

Of the fire we kindled together,

First in spirits soaring, later

In singing flesh,

As our essences mixed, becoming

Starlight to radiate reflected in

Our sweat?

Will you drink also

Of the seas we’ve created,

Oceans brought forth from that

First glance; waves from you

Engulfing me as I submerge you;

Not just sweat, though it too flows-

Attaching chest to breast, lips to neck-

As my deeper fluids inundate you

While yours splash against my soul?

Will these things set us on Isis?

Will this guide us through the spaces in

Our togetherness?

If so, then let your wing`ed self

Stand here in the courtyard of the

Temple and drink with me.

And when the soft rains come

Let us think of each other,

And our few, precious days,

As we continue to grow and become.