All that step into this space shall know
Irreverence shall be quashed
Thunder shall warn the fool
Know where you stand
For it is Holy
A high fence shall surround
and the Holy soldiers guard it
The simple minded laugh
While the wise humbly yet sternly, correct their impertinence
Care for balance and the fear of a greater wrath weighs heavily on them
They feel death creep close
Consuming time
Urgency is theirs
With wisdom desperate to be imparted
Little Wren 