The chalice is lit
And in the flames the memory of
Our trans and non-binary ancestors
Do a dance of freedom and liberation
Reminding us that
We are whole and holy
We are loved beyond all measure
And in our refusal to accept anything less
May we know we are rooted
In the infinite divinity
Not relegated to the outskirts
Of the web of all existence
But enshrined at its core
Enfleshed with stardust and fairy dust
An intentional creation of space where our many Gods live