When the thunder
In it’s heart breaks
They will know
They will see
Down in the valley,
Next to the river,
In the chasms
They will hear me
In the bog,
On the lake,
Across the
Deep blue sea,
They will feel me
In their dwellings,
Their temples,
In their ignorance,
My wind
Will penetrate
From atop this
Pinnacle of sight
My voice will
Reach out~
Out of the sky
Sweep down
And my thoughts
Will be known
With the breath of light

But let it be tomorrow
For I am still tasting life