then I looked into her young eyes  from eighty years she looks back  into my young eyes  and she is gone  to where?  where has her soul gone?  body found yes but her very mark her sign  lost it seems to me now  though I feel that she is here still  all around me windsouled  to love is always to live somehow  as long as our eyes are still this colourdull glass  I will not now know her still  this parched scorched earth  endless wheel of suffering  great ocean of pain  bloodbucket of grief  roaring mouthgaped ooooh  of disappointment and despair  will not then exist  and we shall smile  we shall smile as big as the big crescent moon  which lies on its arched back and dreams  of cats and stars and snow  and as before we saw smiley shining stars  and disreaching them  our arms would wave like a desperate windmill  hoping hoping to welcome them home  now we shall touch them close to our hearts  and what we are  and what we may be  maybe  why I have failed?  and all I could have been  and am not  and all I had hoped for  and were not  and everything I hoped  and hoped and hoped and hoped for  I prayed in the morning  and I prayed in the evening  and I got not  from the rotgut God  when all the world starts to shiver  and shimmer and shake all around me  and all the worldlight was piecemeal and peaceless  this is the atomic pain of the world  the molecular tears  the final crystalline structure of misery  that wind its way around the wooden snakejawed growing spine  of the worlds, listen; I was taken to be betrayed whenever is hate  to be betrayed wherever is hate  as the body is abused by man  there in the patrapassion egde of the world  the hanging God is invaded  in heart and soul I suffer  you all suffer  you suffer all  I suffer  suffer suffer suffer  the tearblowing world creaks around  and we are broken  loss  loss  light an darkness  light and darkness  it seems to the little blue and green world  that they do not know each other  but they must finally  the Master says that Satan too shall be forgiven  forgiven  and suffering before  we suffer too  here`s sixpence here`s sixpence  go and play and play  in the flaky pale fields that still are somehow this land  and spend oh spend your life away  spend your spend your night  away  and waste and waste your life away  under the bright starlight  under your yewboned archlight body  you are dead under this shitstained sky  you are dead under the loveless muddy almoststars  you are dead under the sleeping closed eyes of the bhagavan  you are dead under the road and the track and the path  along the green grass slipping away  along the snaking way  you are deady deady  deady deady  dead  goodnight  the lights are dead and so are you  the light is dead and so are you