Blue

Storming glacier icy melt,

divine strength dust wane.

Nature cause such a strain,

God's lightning can't be heard.

Thunder of the spirit proud,

rain down a mighty shroud.

Gold drops and platinum pours,

from heights I cannot see.

An Oracle of stones in time,

a structure known to man,

now its time to make my stand,

I don't need a hand.

 Look out! I am not what you know.

Around the wisdom I will show.

It's all write, pen in hand.

Mind is busy with my plan.

Message builds outrageous flow,

sea side grace is all I face.

Storms of nature, hopeful try,

I just do not want to die.

K.A.P.

6/1/2009