I should tell you to listen for the steps
Of Sappho approaching from afar.
Just as the rain is beginning to fall
Reverently lean back under the stars
And fall upward into her arms.
Cast yourself into the lap of Circe
And succumb to her hidden charms.
The wind will bring you the ring of a bell
Pealing upon the hills of the seven.
With power leap from the rising
For it will bring you into heaven.