"mingling or combining in due proportion" - O.E.D II.3.a
She pours from one cup to another
With one foot in water and the other
On the Earth. Her wings make her
One with the Air while her radiant diadem
- like the Sun - is a quiet intensity of Fire.
She contains the elements, slipping
Between them as she slips between
Worlds: her mix is not balance but continual
Flux, yet her poise is perfect stillness.
She is an enigma made apparent;
Like all cup-bearers she holds a mirror
To mystery which, reflected, reveals itself
So that what appears on the surface
And what is within are one.