Fire, flood, famine

Being a victim of fire, flood,

And famine--you came to me

And held me

And told me, "Keep me.

If possible, stay with me.

Love me."

Being a poor warrior of pain,

Struggle, and volcano,

How could I let you go?

How could I let the fire go--

That could burn my struggle!

How could I let the flood go--

That could blow my volcano!

How could I let go of the famine--

That I can feed with my blood,

Flesh, and bones!

That's why I didn't let you go. 

That's how we burn together

And melt into one. 

That's how you became

Blood in my veins.

That's how I became

Peace for your soul.