A Sinner's Death

"I am keeper of the wind. Guardian of the breeze. I cause the grass to bend, And trees to flail their leaves. I draw pictures in the ocean And make sculptures in the sand. The wind is my tenure. It is..."

"There is a music in the wind, A beat in the earth as it turns. The rhythm to the water and the fire as it burns. We, as humans, ignore The symphony of mother earth All the time confined to the illness..."

"Who is that ball on the bathroom floor? Is that you, Susie May? Your cheeks are soiled with dirt. Where have you been today? Your hair is stained red And your skin, black and blue. Tell me, Susie May..."

"Nature produces miracles. Clouds dance across the sky. Brisk air's fury; and anger I cannot deny. Blades of grass bend at the wind's boastful command. Flowers arise out of the rich, lush land. Can b..."

"A rose atop the yonder hill grows. Pink as sunset clouds. She sings across the mountain wind A song to strong to sing aloud I alone may hear this tune. My own special bequest. It wakes me to the morni..."

"The first wind brushed against the skin Of the innocent. The first earth shook under the feet Of the sinless. The first water dripped in the hand Of the chaste. But now, the fire burns through the ..."