Where art thou shade?
Where art thou indespensible veil
To hide thou servant's shame?
When will the mighty mountains tremble
and hearken to thy faith?
Will I hear the sparrows echoe again?
Where art thou plains?
Where art thou ever extending valleys
to console thou servant's grief?
When will the troubling waters dance?
Will I hear the dolphins splash again?
Where art thou golden sun?
Where art thou illuminated sun to reflect
thou servant's will?
Will I hear the inner voice of sound wisdom?
Where art thou solid rock?
Where art thou undescribable zest
To break the mold of obstacles
Will I hear the thunder cry?
Where art thou strength?
Where art thou measure of mercy
To reveil thou thy servant's aim?