go away Rising in the spirit of fumes Ghosts of the dead swamps The dark sun is rising shrouded Gray ash mist Rhizomes entangled Dampness of the earth sprouting grass Or stormy merging flow Frozen statues In the arms of stone ores Glare of dark water What feeds the streams Played in the rays spun In a seductive dance What steals your eye Along with the leaves Sun and the smell of warm nights Into the abyss of whirlpools And in the cracks of the crust The earth breathed Giving your steam Stone, tree, sky-alive Kiss of Nature.