Mother Earth, you will embrace and kiss,
Take the child into the womb again
When you have taught and prepared
The Father’s soul for the eternal heavens.

And while she is inseparable from the body
She is joyful or sad,
Lives at full voice or without sound —
Peace and war form her.

She meets like-minded friends,
The spittle and poison of enemies,
To perfect herself in thought —
So Papa wished.