You can see
this old world is spinning
in the universal circles
The ghosts of (fire?)
passing through the centre of the wheel
into the stillness of the spiral
(and then round spreading their ...?)
Back to the world
translucent liquid (lunar mother?)
and the silver (times?)
The more you fly
out of (bound?) you're flying up
in the vibrating loving glowing feeling
the more inside you go
And so you touch the fine points
of the energies inside you
and quantify them then
But love is the law
The law that turns the spinning star
Maybe less, maybe more
(A valency you are?)
So spin on

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN