I beg my soul
not to go back into
the crystal vegetation;
my mind breaks loose
...
Either by the big bang or divine architecture,
some were, others were created;
some get, others stare in vacuum
crash landing on concrete floors,
...
Golden serene spread
dunes flying in gratitude
A world for the strong.
...
I have just swum through the rivers of seven hues;
while at shore, waiting for clues;
biding me welcome are two black devils,
waging tails, laughing and spitting evils.
...
Life is unfair,
life is cruel!
but in the morning of time, life was sweet and dear;
man engaged God in a duel,
...