Burning with quenchless thirst to be hastily "first"

While the mighty Wind relentlessly blowing

Over rocky grounds, thirsty lands

Verdant soils, potent seeds ceaselessly sowing,

Undying riches abiding in Grand Hands

While reckless spender refuses veracious growing.

Rights unwise, splendor of Love is not declaring,

Keenly welcoming the finery of service flaring,

The purest elation born from self-forgetting -

Lucid sign of the luxury of love begetting,

Bravery of sacrifice or self-denial is bearing,

Those magnificent garments insistently wearing.

While the evil one allures with perils of ambition -

The wrecker of grandeur of valor and honesty,

Falsely pledging to eyes untrained, still obtusely willing

Life frictionless, painless and hugely thrilling,

The lavish Hand invites to Feast on wholesome erudition

The banquet of unsurpassed fulfillment, glorious fruition

To take delivery

Of this Light revealing

Relapse into silence

For love is not merely a feeling -

Rapturously appealing

To take in this Gloriole endearing

Be still

In unbendable willing

All-absorbing devotion

In self-serving commotion

Consigning to oblivion that

Famine spiritual

Comes to be ruin perpetual

The pernicious bane, unfathomable

The food unsavory, inedible

Still, skies blue are convivial

Omnipresent and hospitable

Though often invisible

The insatiable thirst

To be loftily "first"

The icon of rapacity,

Step by step famished

By toxic audacity,

Expandable vivacity,

Robotized by jazzed up jobbery

And unblushing robbery,

Incurably erring

A covering to conceal

Knavishly wearing

Though moving fast

Is still dead last

Hardened defrauder

Luridly uncaring