My height, a haven for haggard travelers,
my arms a safeguard for their heads,
Dripping rusty mustard tones from long and drooping fingers.
My raiment arrayed at my feet;
A glowing scarlet carpet
Touching my tingling brown toes
As they wearily wander toward earthen warmth.
My back is straight;
I am in love with sun and rain,
All glory be to God.
