It flows like a ferocious stream of water,
Like the core of the human heart.
Comets of inspiration cover the pores of reality.
There is no need to sacrifice the wellness of my body,
But there is a longing in my heart that knows no satiation.

The third eye, the inner one, blinks randomly,
I cannot control its inflaming, exciting pulses,
I do not understand the distance of its gigantic ideal
leaps,
To their depth I cannot yet gaze.

What will I do while moving unstoppably?
How will I stop factors that I cannot control from bringing
to my demise?
I shall sanctify my submission truly and innocently,
For in life I trust.
In their course I shall place my trust.