Blinding Lightning
The morning is calm despite the evening storm
The winds rattled the house and shook the trees
The weak are severed on the ground
Sunlight sets the fog aglow
Silver grey with glints of gold
Singing birds and dancing feet
Praise the keeper of the winds
Wet and slick the shrubs rejoice
Even if I hear no voice
Moisture revives the earth
Singing birds and dancing feet
Praise the keeper of the winds
Soaring wings playful feats
Praise the keeper of the winds
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2010
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