White billowing wavelets, you don't fool me
pretending to be the clouds so high and fine
Wasn't it just last week, you were in my soup
and then my pee?
And now you have the audacity to reflect the
spectacular colors of the sun's arise?
O sweet nature, have you no shame?
Has not humankind given you clear enough clues
as to how to be profane?
From within the system, truth pervades