A watch by day and night no sleep, over the earth and all that grows I keep.
Amidst the top of tall wooded trees, a cast of my breath doth shower falling leaves.
Amidst the quaking thunder on a stormy night, by day the sun; I move thru the light.
Over oceans, rivers and lakes I command, in harmony with the moon-to raise water over land.
It is in my nature as an element of any hour, with the elements of my nature to gain in my power.
And move as I race with the force of a gale, driving forth with my elements throwing stones made of hail.
I too am the rocks of old legend and lore that spoke in prophecy of the latter, yet still the coming of more.
Twas I who said "like turtles on the land, strange creatures will come to greet you with trinkets in their hand".
And did as I spoke, this prophetic coming with more, twas followed in shadow by long years of war.
Subject to warring, I am all the years - for every culture's suffering, I too am the tears.
I am in the name that you have used to disguise, your judgement for warring shall be your own demise.
As my valley does fill and explode at the girth, from the tears and the bloodshed that fall on my earth-
I'll come speaking with thunder - throwing fire like rain, to cleanse once again - and reclaim my domain!