I am the spirit of nature.
Carefree and complacent,
I sleep in my earthly domicile.
The branches of my tree stir.
The aura of the night is disturbed.
Surely a nightmare flitters by.
But the pulsations of the earth
And the demon in the distance
Will not bid me my usual silence.
The wings of my unspoken fear,
At first drunken with sleepiness,
Begin to shift like a heartbeat.
My voice shall not silence.
The Mechanizations are coming.
I know not but to shriek in confusion.
Creatures of the city and the earth!
Creatures of the night and the sky!
Gather in my panic and in my pain!
The denizens of the great city
Lie asleep in their gentle beds,
With I the sole messenger to tell.
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