we ever have to bear our thoughts out of our pain
and motherly give them along all we have gained
of blood and fire lust and heart of destiny and fate
of conscience passion suffering

turning ourselves in light and flames
alone the big pain will finally be the liberator of our mind instead of words we are lost in immediate experience
above all language is the crying that penetrates from
pain and passion

these are the states of all our intensive living
dwelling in beauty