And the Whirling Whirling Thunder
All
the dark things
of the heavens
and the earth have come together,
flying midnight eyes foreseeing,
high above the jaded forest,
dipping down to skim the rivers,
drinking long and clear the sunrise,
keeping all the dreams unmentioned,
clasping close the child of anguish,
tears unshed to save the nations,
usher in our Great Tomorrow,
singing forth our songs of welcome,
lest we miss the cosmic shower,
stars are falling in their glory,
welcoming
the day
of power.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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