Destiny called at simple mountain shrine
By the village trail towards the height
From where we see her Maiden’s breast outline
Showing how to to leave the dark of night
That in the mind confused which forest way
Would lead us past a swirl of confused thought
And break us free into a newborn day
Guiding now towards that which we sought
By lighting fire in aged Stone house room
From where her body’s incense spirales smoke
And then relief as mountain-destined boon
Was found on grassland rock because he spoke
As the Fire of Old in daylight view
That brought again my heart with only You