The reason is the human’s carrion bird
The questions that it poses are absurd
It feeds on logic, to it ecstasy
Is the main danger and the enemy.
The saintly reason is more like the wings
Of Gabriel who soars above all things
So leave the carrion bird to pick the dead
And soar with me in ecstasy instead.
Come fly with me, I’ll take you to a height
Beyond ten thousand vultures in full flight.