Nature is my House of Worship,
My Altar, upon it lays the breeze of wind...

The leaflet flows sideways
And pecks at the people...

I watched the foresters chop and slash at the...
Wielding their muscular axes with a mighty roar...

I King Henry have fought and will fight,
Better the breach and belittle night...

Unto my hearth nature invites the soul,
The flow of the wind, my lungs...

Upon rivers revealing steam stridden waters within...
Within winters fiery chill, alluring coldness...

Tis only noon and I heard a creep at the door,
I sat in my dear chair, many stories above earths...

O, Ivory Tower, sought amongst strands coast to...
As if in spite, your foundation is built unto the...

Twas a rain stained night when I waited lone,
Waited lone, for tonight a felon crept...

Risen upon the shore came a phantom,
His heart tied vain with thoughts of ransom...

Take a diamond
And put it to your eye...

We wept
And cried for ourselves...