The redeemed sand 
In the darkest night my rainbow slumbers! 
Have their wounds attacked those tornadoes? 
Did I so soon disintegrate piteously, as soundlessly as their primitive warrior..? 
It cries. 
My gothyck rainbow is dying beside my saint scratching at a wet wasteland. 
Finally, the desert.

Original URL: (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.