In the midst of the quiet, solemn claps of waters, The daring bloodless lily glides over silent streams. By the war worn, battle torn Edges of sea, The soaring adler tastes by feet, vast clam'ring waters. Journeying in the asymmetry of gale, The gutsy rose takes path On the many hidden stairs of wind. Upon sighs of heaving leafage Of tree, The queer cheetah treads, faint blood to see, By lush of virid stalked irises Of hill, The chameleon takes motley abode. To sky and sea, to prey, from pred', Each of the many quaint gazes cast, High to heavens yet beyond the multitude of drawing stars, Beyond regnant norm, far to Heaven.