To beings, that they may make forms therefrom.
They to thine earthly body shall give strength,
From knowledge far, but near to heart’s intent.
Luna: (Figure like an angel, robe of blue and red, with orange wings.)
The weighty being, they with toil create,
In thy sense-body will I later hide;
That thou mayst not in thought turn it to ill
And thus stir up a storm in earthly life.
Strader’s Soul:
The three were speaking to me sunshine’s words,