As the flames of half-life twist,
Lick at the very being,
A knee-deep shadow washes round,
the fish of ever-seeing,
gaze up and scream, a piercing cry,
Ringing through the hallowed night,
A thousand worshipped lotus leaves,
Claim thier god given right,
To flutter on the endless breeze,
For all the spirits see,
I am the earth, the rain, the sky,
Your world, your space, Is me.