Aiwaz! Confirm my troth with thee ! my will inspire With secret ***** of subtle, free, creating Fire! Mould thou my very flesh as Thine, renew my birth In childhood merry as divine, enchenated earth! Dissolve my rapture in Thine own, a sacred slaugther Whereby to capture and atone the soul of water! Fill thou my mind with gleaming Thought intense and rare To One refined, outflung to naught, the Word of Air! Most, bridal bound, my quintessentil Form thus freeing From self, be found one Selfhood blent in Spirit Being.
