From: ibshambat@gmail.com   
      
   Twinkle, twinkle, little star.   
   From a trillion miles afar -   
   Your rays penetrate the night   
   And avail of your delight.   
   Through the curvatures in space   
   Where the moments are erased   
   You forge onward in your course   
   To the sun and to the earth,   
   Both a photon and a wave -   
   Both a master and a slave -   
   Matter, energy and speed -   
   Both fulfilment and the need -   
   Self and space-disturbing force   
   Charting journey from its source.   
      
   Twinkle, twinkle, little star   
   Shimmer as you fling ajar   
   Door between the mind and heart -   
   Tear the manacles apart -   
   Make it shatter; make it bleed -   
   Water flowers; cull the weed;   
   Burn outside and burn within   
   Till the mind begins to spin   
   And avails of Northern Pole   
   To attain into the soul -   
   There to manifest as light   
   And achieve unending might   
   That can burn, and warm, and heal -   
   Universal truth reveal -   
   And allow it to break free   
   Like volcano in the sea,   
   There to reach into the clouds   
   And to exorcise the doubts   
   Of what's lovely - of what's good -   
   And what, if it only could -   
   If it only had the force -   
   Would make paradise of Earth.   
      
   Twinkle, twinkle, little soul,   
   Be my journey, be my goal,   
   Be my transcendental truth   
   And don't fall into misuse   
   But remain, all woes despite,   
   To give solace, courage, might -   
   To inspire the ones beneath   
   And direct them into bliss:   
   Burn and shine, and from my mind   
   Wipe false thoughts that make me blind   
   And replace myopic eyes   
   With the true, the good, the wise.   
   And as you reach in my bone,   
   Make it shatter like a stone,   
   Tear it, shake it, mold it, burn   
   From the sundown till the morn.   
   In the sky and in the eye   
   In the place where shadows fly   
   Disincarnate, free at last -   
   Free from future, free from past -   
   And existing anyhow   
   Living in eternal now:   
   Through the evening, through the dark,   
   Like a condor, like a shark,   
   Like a laughter, like a tear -   
   Through the moody atmosphere -   
   Little star! Twinkle and shine!   
   Burn me, scorn me, and be mine!   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)