Can you hear the thunder rolling?
The lightning slashes through the sky,
The endless sky, a darkness controlling
One and all dancing in a tie,
The heavens are weeping
Pale and bright, a flashed forked tongue
Of furious power, never keeping
A Sky-lit beast, from shadows among
An angel does land,
Swathed in clouds of pure and true,
To take a demon’s hand,
Lest they be sliced right through,
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I would like to translate this poem
nice imagery write..great piece...10