In my odyssey, I have seen the heights of heaven,
where I lived as a god,
and the very halls of hell,
where I suffered the pains of the damned.
With my tears, of joy and pain, I have filled the sea,
and in its depths, been baptized and set free.
There, I atoned for my own sins
and have become reborn.
I have dipped deep from that well,
and drawn up all that was there,
leaving it dry.
It is with those tears that I write.