The document is a love poem addressed to a beloved. It consists of 22 stanzas where the speaker reassures the beloved not to worry. In each stanza, the speaker says that while their body part may seem otherwise, when it comes to helping or protecting the beloved, that body part suddenly transforms into something powerful. The body parts referenced include hands, lips, teeth, shoulders, feet, eyes, fingers, eyelashes, throat, eyelids, spine, shadow, nails, bones, blood, conscience, hair, breath, and heartbeats. The overall message is a declaration of the speaker's unconditional love and dedication to the protection and care of the beloved.

1. SUDDENLY METAMORPHOSED
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like frigidly decrepit chunks
of unsolicited manure; but when it came to sequestering you from the clutches of the
salaciously marauding devil; my hands suddenly metamorphosed into the most
invincibly unshakable power on this fathomless Universe,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like parsimoniously
squashed and squalid contours of the pig-stalk; but when it came to enlightening you
from the aisles of inexplicable morbidity; my lips suddenly metamorphosed into the
most redolently Omnipotent smile on this boundless Universe,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like hopelessly crumbling
matchsticks of scurrilous disdain; but when it came to peeling every layer of
sugarcane skin for you; my teeth suddenly metamorphosed into a fortress
of unbreakably fantastic temerity,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like haplessly cancerous
parasites egregiously fretting even in the most brilliant of sunlight; but when it came
to compassionately carrying you to your destination; my shoulders suddenly
metamorphosed into a rock of unflinchingly Herculean solidarity,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like inconspicuously
mortified ants; but when it came to indefatigably galloping to quench your every
dream; my feet suddenly metamorphosed into a dynamite of endlessly springing
freshness,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like lugubriously
extinguishing horizons; but when it came to searching you in the most blackened of
night; my eyes suddenly metamorphosed into a Sun of unceasingly triumphant light,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like lifeless twigs of
dangling uncertainty; but when it came to sketching your benign silhouette; my
fingers suddenly metamorphosed into the most artistically bounteous paradise of
panoramic beauty,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like a pertinently
evanescent mosquito fluttering every now and again; but when it came to
uninhibitedly cavorting with you behind the pristinely rain soaked hills; my
eyelashes suddenly metamorphosed into an undefeatable sky of blissful mischief,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like an apocalypse of
wanton dumbness; but when it came to singing in your divinely praise; my
throat suddenly metamorphosed into a heaven of sensuously mellifluous nightingales,

2. Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like a corpse of
meaninglessly indolent sleep; but when it came to impregnably safeguarding
you while you celestially slept; my eyelids suddenly metamorphosed into a
volcano of insuperable alacrity,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a penuriously pulverized
ladder of nothingness; but when it came to uprooting even the most infinitesimal
trace of evil surrounding you; my spine suddenly metamorphosed into an unassailably
majestic cosmos of intrepid strength,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a desperately flailing flea of
bizarre emptiness; but when it came to tranquilly caressing every pore of your
estranged persona in the acrimoniously unsparing mid-day Sun; my shadow suddenly
metamorphosed into a cistern of magnificently bountiful harmony,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like flaccidly flagrant
caterpillars loathing towards fulsome extinction; but when it came to wounding any
organism who dared to diabolically tease you; my nails suddenly metamorphosed into
the sharpest sword of vindication on this eternal Universe,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like a desolately slavering
stream of balderdash jelly; but when it came to withstanding any warrior on earth
who tried to ruthlessly snatch you; my bones suddenly metamorphosed into wall of
unbreakably peerless determination,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like lividly colorless
and cadaverously cursing saliva; but when it came to coalescing every ingredient of
your life with the religion of humanity; my blood suddenly metamorphosed into a
heaven of eternally interminable oneness,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a non-existent gutter of
derogatory raunchiness; but when it came to disseminating your voice of everlasting
truth to the farthest quarter of this planet; my conscience suddenly metamorphosed
into an unstoppable fire of royal righteousness,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like languidly senseless
cockroaches extruding from my diminutive scalp; but when it came to tantalizing
every pore of your remorsefully depressed skin; my hair suddenly metamorphosed
into a cascade of timelessly silken togetherness,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a pugnaciously massacring
mirage of death; but when it came to miraculously resuscitating your lifeless form; my
breath suddenly metamorphosed into an Omnipresently effulgent caravan of
sparkling life,

3. And don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem infidel palpitations of
dismally deteriorating oblivion; but when it came to inimitably inundating every
aspect of your life with Immortal friendship; my heartbeats suddenly metamorphosed
into the Creator of Omniscient love .