Poetry as intelligene

The title is a little misleading to be honest, but I thought, let's try this previously mentioned 'theory of intelligence' again with a poem.

The theory being 'activate a chakra and write down its poetry' in the combination now of pearl-plus-one and the 3rd power/respect chakra.

Here we go:

Let me drink my drink

Servants,
Now serve
And serve me
Pure water

Of Holy origin,
So the eye can see
Nothing within
And nothing without

So disappear into
Forests and swamps
And deserts
And go upon

Mountains,

Holy mountains
And from their summits
Bring me fresh snow
To be melted down

With Holy fire,
Of a serpent;

And pour this drink
Into the spring
That springs forth
From where rivers
Flow;

And make me
A fountain,

Where young gather,
Women, men,

And let shine on it
The sun,
Her color being yellow

And mix this drink
With the ice
Of melted snow

From a crown
Worn by a yeti
Yet untouched.