Magenta rays of birthing light, 
In deepest of abodes, 
Becomes the central star of light, 
When light itself explodes, 

For rays within and rays without, 
See clearly at the core, 
The center beam will soon collapse, 
And stuck shall be no more, 

Burst forth shall waves of ecstasy, 
Like earthquakes near and far, 
The olive mount shall soon take flight, 
As all becomes a star, 

Breathe clearly now in childbirth, 
Explode the self of white, 
And be now who you truly are, 
Burst forth and be the light.