sexta-feira, 16 de dezembro de 2011

So as fire burns and water wets
The circle keeps closed as the fortune swaps
Bond the north, the east, the west as well as the south
And guard the words coming from your mouth
Under the old tree you must rest
For the path is long and bursts your chest
Nine nights and nine days
While the wheel turns its own ways
The candles mark the trace
Strong the hands and pure the face
When the dark defeats the light
On the top of the mount you must take sight
For in the horizon the moon stares
To be patient you must dare
And as the Man great prosperity makes.
Time gives and time takes.
And while your steps you see
Be aware of the rule of three
For all the seeds you sow
Healthy they must grow.

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