Entreat me thus betwixt the holy veil:
“My love! Oh, come away and set thy seal^[1]
Upon my heart.” Let’s lift the holy grail
Beneath Selenè’s^[2] breath and sup the cup
Of wine whose love the sparrow often sings;^[3]
Whose blood regeneration often brings.^[4]

Entreat me thus and hold me ‘neath the crux
Of life, of wood, of history in flux.^[5]
And Heraclitean torrents so concealèd,^[6]
Sublated withal death is now revealèd.^[7]
O’ Time! We’ve come to meet thee at thy gate;^[8]
Pray, deign our hallowed love shall ne’er abate.

^[1] Song of Solomon 8:6
^[2] The moon goddess, daughter of Hyperion and Theia, the Titans. Sometimes identified with Artemis. Selene was often a lover with gods such as Zeus and Pan, or the fair-skinned mortal Endymion. 
^[3] Matthew 10:29-31; Matthew 26:28
^[4] 1 John 5:6
^[5] Crux is Latin for cross. Thus, a crux of life is a crossroads or turning point. A crux of wood is the Cross of Jesus. The Crux of history is a reference to Golgotha. 
^[6] The brutal vicissitudes of time are here intimated by way of reference to the philosophy of change as taught by the pre-Socratic philosopher Heraclitus. He said” All things are in flux; the flux is subject to a unifying measure or rational principle. This principle (logos, the hidden harmony behind all change) bound opposites together in a unified tension.” They are concealed because of our lack of awareness or consciousness.
^[7] The dialectical philosophy of George Hegel is here referenced and the aufhebung through history. The sublation of death into life comes at the crux of history figuratively and literally, in the Cross of Jesus.
^[8] When we are ready for death to enter into that which is eternal, we pray that our love shall remain every forceful and always holy. Amen.