With these words, I consume the world.
A fire bursts out in every forest;
a drought parches every pasture;
a stillness pervades all bodies of water.
The Earth halts for the winds of death.
A fire bursts out in every city;
a plague ravages every nation;
a famine starves all of civilization.
Conflict envelops the bastions of peace.
A fire bursts out in every heart;
a parasite eats away at every mind;
a blindness drives all men mad.
The world burns
before it turns,
and the blight
before the light.
The people cry
before our eyes,
and the death
before the breath.
With these words, I give hope.
A light shines in every soul;
an evil flees from every kind word;
a simple act breeds all joy.
The Earth moves for us.
A veil lifts from every perception;
a fog disperses from every land;
a resurgence born from all remaining strength.
The world learns
before it burns,
and the light
before the blight.
The people rise
before our cries,
and the breath
before the death.
With these words, I consume the world-
the Earth halts for the winds of Death-
conflict envelops the bastions of peace-
with these words, I give hope-
the Earth moves for us.
The fate of humanity rests in you,
a single soul to birth anew
an answer to my question and view.
Among words and images
so real and fragile,
and reality which seems
so broken and frail,
why hold back the resurgent forces
so latent in your soul?