Second hand sweeps backwards
as the house sighs in candlelight.
Break open the stars!
The ground is swollen with shadows;
the night slips through intimate keyholes.
Break open your heart!
This stone heart in the stew pot,
this lonely stele.
Break open the wine!
Drink the candlelight down
in one gulp, me hearty,
be the light you seek in the world.
Discipline suggested by Reverend Mother
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