Detonations

Thunderheads tumble in from the north the sky is Dull lead dark at its core a storm waiting to be born Thunder clouds like that of different deities arcane entities rose up from ancient depths to sit n reign from on high to race across a darkening desert down to a crystal sea to release a hum from a winged mechanical doom the bomb falling in a silent silver rooms Detonates Resonates A new born star As bright as divinities I rise to face a malevolent God And burn in its glory