The Gospel of the Flesh: "And she took the Word to her lips, not for prayer, but for witness. For her hand sought a different communion, entering the hidden tabernacle where spirit and sin become one. Her body, the truest temple; her fist, the ultimate
"I shall not want, for the crucifix is my rod and my staff. It comforts me in the valley of desire". Valery lays it against her garden gate, then bids it enter, where it fills and fulfills šš„
