Ring Of Fortune
Ring of Fire embraces surrounding Nets
Of in Depths concealed burning Strokes,
Wombs are fed and their Feedings are both hot and wet,
Overwhelming the Dreaming of Rogues.

Fascination of such fills those countless Shapes
Of the Fathoms that Imagination
Sends for Meetings and Dates as the passionate Mates,
Life fulfilling through sweetest Obsession…

This is Chariot Ancient, of Air Mirage,
Just transmitting of what’s Beyond, Symbol:
Hidden Deity openly manifests Lush,
Sending Plasma through generic Limbo.

Under-Heaven – within Layer thin of the Skies –
In- and exhales the Dream of Creating:
Running Chariot’s Wheels make Illusion of Rise
And the fiery Melting of Setting…

Living Creatures that grow to be Beings till Death
World of Sufferings ever replenish
With the whistling and whispering, moaning Breath,
Should the Wheel of Samsara not vanished.

As if setting on Life, every Night Rhythms change,
Flow of Myriads joyfully torture:
Strikes of Lust resonate with the Blows of Revenge, -
Pushing high above Earth Wheel of Fortune!..