When the gate of stars open
And the seal of the heart is broken
When the secret slips from your lips
And your life becomes a wrecked ship

Cry and cry, Oh mortal men
Taste the freedom of your death
Shun all the illusions of life
Turn not from the truth your face

When the wounds are raped
And the shame dissolves in pain
Let all concerns be melted
And the throne of suffering exalted

Dry or high you can only surmise
No certainty except a world empty
Envelop contains other envelopes
And the universe is a fractal

© Mahamegh