We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.

Be melting snow.
Wash yourself of yourself.

You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?

If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?

Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.

You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.