The cross He carried on behalf of all
from there somewhere to here and now,
has now been passed over to every one of us.
And whoever is taking advantage of this world,
will feel the force of his own powerlessness in his power
while his wheel spins in the mud.
The executioner who acted as mud to others,
will become an executioner over himself.
He will measure his powerlessness with his power infinitely,
while for all the fallen a light will light up,
and a friendly voice will greet them:
“Good morning, you homeless of your homelands,
how did you sleep?”
“Did you have any bad dreams?”