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To cross paths with a rattlesnake is no

   random occasion, but is to meet with

      Humility's maker

The diamond-head with tongue flicking

   fiercely, tasting the air for palpable threats

The tightly coiled form of slithering wraith,

   tensed to launch precisely 

Oh the sound that minces no meaning as to

   what befalls one who takes a step closer 

Transfixed in the presence of this emissary of

   Shiva, I pace a wide berth while paying

   respects and squelch the wild desire to walk

      towards it