Let us build the shining city
here, where the immortal river
floods her banks, the land made fertile
for the crops and livestock. Here where
Sun and Moon may dance together
in whichever forms They fancy,
King and Queen, Brother and Sister,
both as men or both as women,
all as all or each as neither.
Gleaming souls of every color
let us gather, celebrating
each with its own decoration,
welcoming in equal measure
to our never-ending banquet.
Feast and flowers! Light and music!
Love in every incarnation!
Hail the Host, our noble monarch,
Hail Antinous the Gracious!
Generous, sweet-tempered founder
made immortal by the river’s
holy waters, walk among us:
let us live within your sweetness,
safe within your sacred dwelling,
Give us strength to build the vision,
bring us solace in each other,
that in freedom or oppression
we in truth remain your people,
children of the Liberator,
one foot always on the marble
stair before your holy Temple.