Constellations,

Visions of ancient ones,

From bits of thought,

Entering blank minds.

Praising lewd gods,

Columns of stone,

Brought to form.

Violence wrought life.

The all forgiving savior,

Truth is expressed,

A crowd renewed,

With human bondage.

O, turn the earth golden!

Magic at the crossroads,

Teach suffering,

Learn humility.

Desirous of a life light prolonged,

Say yes,

Say no,

Where is Nirvana?

The lost desired dreams of mystics mirth,

Stranger on the strand,

You could have judged,

With a better eye.

When it is dark enough you can still see the stars –

The less now I speak.