Hold tightly friend—caught in a hurricane of life
Under nightfall, progressing daylight ahead,
Some point assumed in a torn hour as it is,
Shall be progressing upon these pages of life.
Turning again through the mind of madness
Now aroused by a new hour as day has arrived
I’m so taken by this hurricane won’t you abide
These ideas that do not subside in this course
By the thunderous seductions so hold tightly my friend.
