The thunder god is roaring
The earth our mother swelling
Her emotion surely soaring
What story is she telling?
I rise within the movement
To take what I can give
I learn with every moment
The gift of love to live.
And die within each second
To be reborn within the hour
A solar phoenix flaring
A power that is ours.
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