To be free Rushing, no form or substance Yet the power to rattle leaves and disfigure umbrellas
To be strong Bridge between earth and sky Solidly anchored, growing towards the light
To be powerful Giving life to all - and death to some Light and warmth, kindness yet utmost creulty
To be dynamic Coursing and carving through and over and under and around earth and stone Disintegrating upwards to collect and fall- unperturbed
To be. Delving into joyous creation and joyous destruction Rebirth in death, and death in rebirth, Tempted by all... and out of reach Rejecting and rejoicing in the very morality itself.