The thunder is my voice, the lightning is my sight,
The thunder shows that in my voice there's power and might,
The lightning shows that I am a worthy opponent indeed,
Let the rain and howling winds challenge you to proceed,
But then the sun comes out in the darkest of the days,
And it lights the path to show me even better ways.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Weather of hope, Weather of fear.
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