- I was standing
on a curved
Moonlight ray,
high, far and away,
on an absurd
understanding
of forces
beyond definition,
a Life´s munch
a Lime punch
o´ fire in ignition
oh, Poor Faith…
- Clouds in motion,
furs rather blue
wrap me ´til
I´m set still
and dive into
a deep Pan-Ocean
where I swim
down and down
´Til I see a Golden
Shrine
and I swing
round and round
´Til I see the Sun
Shine.

Written on November 24, and 25, 1997, in Panama City, Panama.