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.