(2017)

A hill presumed a to be man
As splendor as the King,
And he divided all his states,
With no authority;

Refused as he attempted,
His measured not enough;
His ears had mocked the syllables
Of those permitted foes;

And still he grew amorously,
The birds all woke the fields;
There was a parting dawn on him,
And worshipers beside.



E.