Sacrament...

Feel the coarse threads spin under fingers...
The pattern weaves and dances in firelight...
Words winding as the threads spin twining...
Gather in the flickering shadows of your eyes...

The sky arching over the yearning oak...
The tree sheltering over the tranquil heart...
Moonlight drawing down as the sparks spiral...
The interplay weaved within the oak’s branches...

Feel the rough bark catching shadows...
The roots twist and pull into earth...
Seeking strength and renewal from within...
The sacred depths of the deeper soul...

Weave of sky and weave of earth...
Drawing the Wyrd to found the Center...
Upon which the hands feel the roughened bark...
Musing eyes meet as our thoughts entwine...