Justice and wisdom, as other things Which are very sympathetic Which attracts so many souls Have in their earthly shape barely glitter Only a few people can face its forms And enter the palace with numb senses They hardly notice genuine substance They hardly notice genuine tenet At that time of beginning When we were proceeding In the cue of beatifics Glorious beauty was shining We were staring in bright shine At immaculate revelations Rejoicing in dedication of perfectness Unremarked by something, which name is flesh Everything here by spirit created Is bounded back to matter True pleasure never came here Lamentable twisted place Captured in slavery of our passion For eternal yearning of knowledge Beings robbed by matter, without memories With no understanding the causes in wheel of Karma process Everything like a dream and nightmare is The truth rests in awakening We bow before limitations of our mind Like flowers in breath of nocturnal cold Lifeless emotions ignorance rules without logic of guilt Breaking the seventh seal is urgent In this laterna magika of sorrow A new king is crowned However bright flame accrue from the sky What was dust, stone will be, Which’s glory endures ages Cosmic tragicomedy for single spectator will be over