1. When I say I yearn for the people of a place
Where I put aside power through estrangement

2. You see between the course of its elbows and flanks
An air like a whirlwind, its people seem deserted

3. When one day it chewed with Molars
A cloud descended over the summits like a grave

4. And if it roared in water, you’d hear its gulp
Like the trickling of streams at nightfall

5. And if it feared the forbidden's impact, it sidled
On adelicate arm like a palace column

6. I followed it but no trained she-camel behind it
Could keep up, though easy of gait and slack of rein

7. To a rump like a door whose bolt is drawn
And a hip ridged as if clad in coat of mail