The soulcleaner rain sways to the left
The clouds grasping earth, I shiver without breath
Puny human day,
The raging guns of thunder turn
The restless to a stay-
I am stormwatcher knave to justice bursting from the skies
I bathe in order and take command from all that never dies
Free my shackles holy water let law then flow through me
But wait dear heavens! Just across the balcony, others bathe like me!
Oh pointless power, and pointed pines,
Whirl yourself at them,
And always was!
I’m going to bed.