Lie still you are
In this coming and
Going of chariots and their rides.
If they please you, still, otherwise
Lie still you are.
The insight knows you
It do not dare talk
Low of you.
You shield the water
To save us from drowning.
Lie still you are
When the Iron rod,
Barbs your hair
Pouch rat dig deep to you
Lie still you are.
Elders know you
They pour their libations daily.
Kids play mould with your dust
While you smile on their innocence.
Long live! While you hold.
Lie still you are
The wicked throws its wrath
The creator pleads your wrath
You swallow in no kindred counsel
Lie still you are.
You witness of the Nature’s litany
The seer beyond places you here.
Do not take me in my youth.
When it comes that I still
Carry me still to the stillness of the still.
