All arise,the sky shouted,
The Birds chirped ,
Help us !Help us! the legend has awakened,
The Birds scattered for out of his eyes shot arrows of light,
And his voice shook the earth,

And the sea begun it's appellations,
Appellations he preserved for his master,
Thy voice causeth my tummy to rumble,
The arrows issuing from your eyes maketh me feel inferior,

And the earth exclaimed,
Thou art pure !
Thou art clear!
No , infact thou art spectacular!
For thou giveth me water that my children may grow,
For out of the abundance of thy love do I survive,

Then the sky shouted,
Blasphemy! Blasphemy!
Knoweth ye not my maker!
He that commanded light to appear that ye may see me,
For I am nothing but the rug at his feet,
His laughter maketh water greater than I can hold,
That which ye called love from me ,
Was abundance from the maker,
I speak this to thee earth,
That ye may no that my maker liveth,
For he is the king of Kings,
And the legend of legends..
THANK YOU.
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