A rhythmic, subtle song sates the space, swells, sways, and soaks the night in sorrow as if a lone violin were delving deep into dark, secret yearnings transforming fiery torment into tone while touching here and there a homeless heart, which found no words for its deep longings.

In her temple you will finally find peace.

I was able only in my dreams to build a chimerical refuge.

What miracle, when even then the light of love begins to shine its quiet, tender flame on our dreary path. Without this grace we would be lost forever, in deep, dark dungeons of demonic despair […]

So my life drifts slowly through time and will wane before long and still reach the placeless space where the tides of desire rejoin the timeless ocean.