Imagine the periphery a circle does possess:
Imagine it to be inside your heart- I must confess
That I don’t know what I would find inside the one you own-
So I will only tell you of the one which I have grown…

There you’ll see dreams- of love, of life, of sharing which I dream;
Abilities and skills which I have honed since I did scream
When I did take my very first- my most important breath;
and feelings which I have and will experience ‘til my death.

But in the centre you will find a Throne- not made of gold:
The one I should be sitting on before I’m growing old…
And if I sit right there, I should be able to create
My universe- just like a god, before it is too late…

You have a circle- just like mine, like everyone on earth,
Which we possess from our first day until the end of mirth…
Imagine those two circles for to touch- just barely. See-
Too much- and we would be destroyed, or surely we would flee.

Between the circles is a sign- and like a mouth it looks:
The means for to communicate as used in ancient books…
The meaning is quite simple, friend. So come find out and see
Exactly what we are and yet what most don’t want to be…

When god created man he added Soul into our hearts-
for ‘Soul’ is what he’s made of, and he’s master of the arts…
a drop which does originate from oceans swelling tide,
a drop which fills our hearts- where it will dwell and it can hide.

An attribute which is divine- and that is what we are:
Divine but not immortal- and that will suffice by far…
As long as we will just create we learn about the arts-
As long as we don’t try to rule what is outside our hearts.

For inside, we are mortal gods- while outside we are dust
and if we can communicate, then love will never rust…
two suns which can illuminate each other will unite-
one being with two bodies which will bathe in love’s delight.