I am a sculptor a molder of form

I am a sculptor, a molder of form.

In every moment I shape an idol.

But then, in front of you,

I melt them downI can rouse a hundred formsand fill them with spirit,but when I look into your face,

I want to throw them in the fire.

My souls spills into yours and is blended.

Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance,

I cherish it.

Every drop of blood I spillinforms the earth,

I merge with my Belovedwhen I participate in love.

In this house of mud and water,my heart has fallen to ruins.

Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave.