Great In The Soul

6-great in the Soul more in the Inner Soul the last rampart and fort impregnable to the Soul: the Inner Soul and even just the Soul be too high for your intrigues and malign tinkerings: the body they take the Soul the Inner Soul no. 7-across the water fly the aridfigures tiny small red eyed and humming yet they know not pride which they resist as they in drear repetitions of gliding pendulum-like, fly. the waters purse their lips. The seas the Oceans. O Earth O Mother Earth O Mother 8-the beard of thought over red waters flew the signs for coming thunder grew the signs for coming lightning grew: o! no descendants you have only me to torture feel sadistic joy and then not more 9-my portrait in color when I was young not in command of that I have today the portrait I saw blood creeping all over the portrait red between day and night Dawn and starlight my portrait pane broken and in imminent falling: my portrait in new color - now the knife that slit it attacked furious poor portrait poor me. 10-harangue of bells water in the edge of cliffs overhanging giddiness and turning round turning turning yet the survivor Soul and more the Inner Soul the body with them uplifted giddying fell diminished then subsided. 11-fugue fugue of the weird waters full of night wraith and others: I went down Nix Mangiari steps to meet the wraith under the stars: but ah! cunning wraith only dark from sea came out and just as I returning half way through Nix Mangiari steps in somber mood I heard the wraith arising.