Now all spirits are melted
Into the air-thine air
Like baseless fabric of vision.
Leaving the murdered men
Like a rock behind.
The flowing desolate stream
The devine madness of human spirit
Is an irrevocable drama-past recoil. Behold the heaven, the Earth-the sea,
And it is the "pi" a dancing number in the sky
Who moves and shakes this world for ever.
Framing the future in new expectation
The beauty, the elegance-bodily form of man
Such extent esthetic quality
A subsequent formatio of Nature
Enlight the future
ARISE OVER NEW HORIZON IN THIRD MILLENIUM.