All transparent among the fire
We violate comely spells before the earth
Oh God! The vision will be born
Sinister and sensuous under the spirits
We seduce dry keys on the vapors
Ahhh! The demon will be born
All violet against the wind
I speak to green ghosts above the fire
Awaken, awaken! The day is over
shadowed curious
trying to recall
no words left
For whose sake
the traveller
take comfort
and miss his turning