The world
the mother
All things
encircles
the light
The inner world
the one
Sun
the moon
and the
heavenly bodies
in the
us
in the
smallest
his universe
gathered
are
The autumn
in expectation
of the winter
waiting in us
until as well
the last
breath
to ice
petrified
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