The third Communion is with the Angel of Air
The Angel of Air,
Who spreads the perfume
Of sweet-smelling fields,
of spring grass after rain,
of the opening buds of the
Rose of Sharon.
We worship the Holy Breath
Which is placed higher
T'han all the other things created.
For, lo, the eternal and sovereign Luminous space,
Where rule the unnumbered stars,
Is the air we breathe in
And the air we breathe out.
And in the moment betwixt the breathing in
And the breathing out
Is hidden all the mysteries of the Infinite Garden.
Angel of Air,
Holy messenger of the Earthly Mother,
Enter deep within me,
As the swallow plummets from the sky,
That I may know the secrets of the wind
And the music of the stars.