Is feeling low to be admired
Is deepness good, my heart enquired
Superficial’s criticisd
For in the depth love may arise.
When we rise high then we will fall
Like the wheat when rich and tall.
When trodden down it makes our bread
It feeds the soul the heart the head.
All that’s good must be destroyed
Before it finds it’s true employ
Do not fear your death and end
For in the darkness love descends
We become the food of worms
Of Beatles and the things that squirm
But without these creatures there’s no lifel
0pen your heart and feel the knife
From the seabed to the sky
We must live until we die
Then in death we are the food off
From which all new things are conceived
Like the circle we rotate
Life goes on in every state
How my heart sings 