Says the Cricket to the Thunder

Hold me low, pin me under Says the cricket to the thunder In vibration intonation Sacred sonic open eyes Under fern and forest flurry Fits of fire feed the fury In the garden of the jury ~The cricket king defies Hear me deep, breath my name If you are Abel, I am Cane Seraphina serpentina Pounding Pagan ballerina Though I am always, never sever We are two as one forever To endeavor - ripple wind and skies ~The singing thunder thus replies