When laying down sleeping and dreaming at night.
It quiets your vessel of physical might.

The other two vessels, working as you.
One comes from where, you'll go when it's through.

The last one is planted and grows in your head.
Combining with others the moment you're dead.

Body, spirit and mind are the three.
***** just one and unbalanced you'll be.

When one is diminished, the others will match.
Swirling together for darkness to hatch.

Know what you are, and what lives in you.
Balance your vessels for a life that is true.

The nature of people, soon easy to see.
As light from the Red King divides us in three.