mountains become heavy like dust

towers will stand like smoke

ages tighten to become aes

entering the levitation

feet would crave for solid ground

lost in vast forbidden ground

fell from clouds on sacred ground

in the mills of thought are being ground

mountains dust

towers smoke

ages aes

in levitation

swans hang from the heavy clouds

moon swam like a forgotten sin beneath

towards the bottom

through the lucid roof rose the-hanged-birds

heavy like statues of copper

in levitation as in an ethereal dream

swans became heavy to remain silent

as the stream will sink