1. No rest but what the storyteller extols
Spacious earth where confinement dissolves

2. A sheltering sky whose drops are pure honey
Assembled from its treasures lightning bolts

3. To water you from its clouds the ewer
Of gemstone water, if it flowed as gems

4. A rest commissioned, wrought by aged care
Freed from a lifetime by the skillful smith

5. Till when the clapping made it glow
Our neighbors shouted, Fire! Fire!