Stable thin paper in the wind(mystic poem)

[Hermes]

Stable thin paper in the wind
Keeps flying yet it doesnt move
Ever there dancing in the wind
One cant grab it for it grooves

O i cant grab it it grabs me
Stable thin paper grabs the wind
I am the wind i write in thee
Ever there paper who writes me

I groove not for you lift me
I secret paper am not thee
As mighty you groove before me
And only Nuit is real not we

O only Nuit is real only
There is no other God than She
Behold her nothingness only
It will change nothing you will see

As nothing changes you will be
And everything will make you free
Binding rapture stillness She
Continuous passion space infinity

Nothing is real but She
Nothing is real only
Everything's true is She
Everything's true is her body

O Nuit Goddess please help me
Or help me not i dwell in thee
Whatever happens i love thee
Whatever happens i am free