Can you not see it enveloping the green hills?
Can you not see the thundering clouds rolling toward us?
This Storm walks where it wills.
But I have you and you me,
Fall into the comfort of my arms.
No Jesus, no Buddha, just us.
Even without them we will not find harm.
Salvation is on Earth between humans,
The Storm is After.
Together we can prepare for the Storm,
In this Life the Storm does not even matter.