In the inside of a man in heat
Of wells in deep restraint
Surge the waters woven rivers deep
And torrent crisp with breaks of wave
And in the hour of man’s defeat
When laid with troubles of summers’ past
When heat decried the bellow foul
Of smitten coals in glow to last
Felled by nothing and wanting more
He takes and swallows what barriers keep
He stretches arms that rain to pour
And wash away what sorrows weep
But to the last his will undone
By chains of iron in purest ore
Has nature ways to deal its pawn
To tear asunder and will no more
-j.m.
