May we take flight together

in the warm, autumn sun,

so that we bask

in the extraordinary light

that glimmers and shimmers

and blazes above the pines.

You and me!

We could rise so high

that we gaze upon the future

from that place in the sun;

seeing for ourselves

the Holy Temple

even now descending

into yielded flesh

of heart and mind

and into the open arms

of all who serve Her

and the very Sun Himself,

that blazing orb,

and the powerful presence

of His Love

that warms our cheeks and forehead

as we rise to greet Him

on this late-September day.