IOUEL

The third Communion is with the Angel of Air "O' Angel of Air, enter my lungs and give the air of Life to my whole body." Unto the Angel of Air, Who spreads the perfume Of sweet-smelling fields, Of spring grass after rain, Of the opening the buds of The Holy Rose of Sharon! We worship the Holy Breath, Which is placed ever higher T'han all the things created. For lo, the eternal, sovereign  Expanded and luminous space, Where rule unnumbered stars, Is the very air we breathe in And also the air we breathe out. The moment betwixt the breathing in And the breathing out of this air, Is hid all mysteries of the Infinite Garden. Angel of Air,  Messenger of the Earthly Mother, Enter deep down within my physical form, As the swallow plummets from the sky, That I may know  the secrets of the wind And the sweet music of the stars.