All you winds that push the light

Past rampant ocean and its glaring clouds

To pour around the shining fronds

And cauterize their orange bark

From the vast electric sky

That casts its bursting thermal eye

On what little worlds as we provide,

A universe away from planets dark

With roiling cries and human tides

That in their burning neon ponds

Bathe our rabid, breathless, dying crowds

In the fire of your evening wands.