A wisp of dream surrounds me
Is me moves me to act in accordance
With practiced artful touch i flesh the scene
Insphered and drape the world mutable
In self flattering robes and ego's crown
Centered i stand triumphant unbending
Unheedful of the dim murmurs mewling
From the lips of those other actor beings
Crowding the majestic idcreated stage enfolded
No touch is but permitted of my will
No reach is but the servant of the task
Vast i am the full cosmic volume of what is
Omniscient immortal god immaculate until
Another wisp of dream surrounds me