CHALICE
Purify what remains impure in me
that I may be a vessel full of honey
for without your help it will remain
an unrefined nothing,
my beekeeper, my queen.
You show me the path
which leads me to your hidden garden
winding through the labyrinth of my days.
For I know that in that blessed place
I can work freely,
and when the sun is high
I will kneel down.
I mirror myself in your sweet source
and the honey chalice opens.
Everything becomes light with you,
everything is renewed,
at your word the desert will bloom.
It is what I have longed for,
what I so long have sought,
what I have hoped for all my days:
To become a room
among the many rooms
in the Mother-house of Love.
Art: Bhramari Devi - Hindu Bee Goddess. A form of Shakti who changed into a bee to fight demons and negativity. Artist: Greg Spalenka
