The Labyrinth at Chartres

Eleven circles, one way in

Each step, each holy word

A prayer, a mantra, a song

Eleven paths, four quadrants

Pock-marked golden stone

Worn by soles of myriad souls

Step into yourself,

Tread in silence among whispers

Of red and blue glass,

The Belle Verriere.*

Stand in the center, the six-petaled rose

One is faith, our Mother-Father

Two is surrender, thy will be

Three is service, on earth as

Four is abundance, give us this

Five is forgiveness, our trespasses

Six is strength, deliver us from

Eleven skins, peel away

Layer after layer, find the one

way out

*Notre Dame de la Belle Verriere—Our Lady of the Beautiful Window

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