My soul rules my spine Has taken the helm Off the wind of reason What a storm of chance That has married our sail For I am a gazer In this insane illusion Which has become my stone
I have taken my soul too late For too long again it ached. I lulled the shame to sleep And shut my tears too deep I cannot grasp at my light And warm the frigid sight.
I found so much lustre, In a broken cloud, Painted with veiled tides, It foamed in a shudder. Beautiful sunset in my mind, You brought into my heart, The colours of the night, Alight with laughter.