de profundis natura

through the maze

of all madden maidens

and statues with severed heads

a fountain stands aside 

where it flows 

the sap of our life's 

disenchantment

a hidden place in a garden 

wher eternity's kisses with encounters

and all the passion rhymes, with overture chimes 

over hallways of times

follow

the voices unknown

is the devil's enhancement,

through abominations sublime

the forbidden splendor

raised  

by sacred mantras 

of creation 

an unsociable bliss,

blind 

(to both night and day)

blights a foe

into his painless surrender