From out of explosion
Atomic white
firebird bursts forth
In rays of light.
From out of the wilderness
She comes as a bride,
leaning on her beloveds side.
Like pillars of smoke,
And billows of flame,
From out of the wilderness,
This firebird came,
Perfumed with pleasant scents,
Of myrrh and frankincense.

Her beloved had risen
from dusty pages
Written by wise
Seers of Golden ages.
From ancient scrolls
To living souls,
They soar through night,
In blurs of apostolic white,
the essence of her being,
Pregnant,
With celestial light.