For, lo! All now merges into Energy,
A wild mass of liquid Rhodium,
Incorruptible,
Wherefrom, behold ye!
A novel Frame of Body,
It rises again! It rises again!
Dazzlingly gleaming
Wi' thousand sacral wounds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An allegory, again, to the cosmic return of my own Overman, the latter this time with the purest incorruptible rhodium imbued.