I bring offerings of fire and life
To the Gods who animate the ancient shrines of Egypt.
Call it Lokabrenna, if you may.
I bow before the ancient builders
O, Mothers and Fathers
Your efforts supreme, sublime.
Crystallizing the sacred echoes of primordial sounds forgotten and hidden
In monuments of light and constellations.
I place my heart on the altar of your wisdom.
My soul gently pushed like a toy boat
Over the Ocean of your Divine Love.