THE THUNDER
I am the Thunder,
I am the Thunder,——
Sometimes I go
Pitying myself....
Sometimes in wonder
Grieving through the skies....
Many Thunders are gone,
Many Thunders are flown
In the old days,——
Great Birds of Night,
Rain-laden Birds
With flame-blinking eyes....
I am the Thunder,
I am the Thunder,——
Oft-times alone,
Oft-times in wonder
Pitying myself....
Oft-times in fright
Of mine own sounding words,
Grieving through the night,——
I, the winged Thunder....