I had something more Jungian in mind, actually:
"Drawn across the plainland
To the place that is higher,
Drawn into the circle
That dances round the fire,
We spit into our hands
And breathe across the palms,
Raising them up high
Help open to the sun.
Self-conscious, uncertain,
I'm showered with the dust;
The spirit enters into me,
And I submit to trust...."
[Peter Gabriel - "The Rhythm of the Heat"]