Do you see what I see?
The wind moving through the trees.
Do you hear what I hear?
It is the voice of God calling to you.
Do you see what I see?
The trees moving in the wind.
Do you hear what I hear?
It is the voice of God calling to you.
Do you see what I see?
Blood drenches the world.
Do you hear what I hear?
It is the voice of the world calling to you.
Do you see what I see?
The plants and animals dying.
Do you hear what I hear?
It is the voice of God calling to you.
Calling to you, calling to you
To save the world of the death
That comes this way of the age.
I am Qalme Tari Mistress of Death Nat Norville.
Cretics Welcome
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem