I divorced humanity

my religion is my spirit, and I dance with it,

my religion is the wind, and elements,

of what use is your printed paper, requiring thought,

I love to contemplate, and be one in the elements, wet, shivering, dry, and gone with the winds,

to the earth my salutations,

to air my salutations,

to water my salutations,

to sky my salutations,

and to fire my salutations,

I divorced humanity.