Touches me over thy obnoxious puny lifeless wind
Ready were my horses with guns blazing for the tiring grind
Emblazoned with sublime temper she charged at me
Mine internal strength gathering its ruins whence
Denouncing she screamed hard at me
No more of you, hence
Stumbled my faith in thy love, composed I gazed through her
Praised my lord’s sublime wisdom, taught he with explicit metaphor
Kneeling, I asked his ubiquitous self
O divine being
Why dost thy peace elude me ?
