Ye are gods...... children of the most high
Who are those who stealth through the night sky ?
The mighty power of the Elemental Gods.
That man may be born and die like an insect and be born again!
He is like the gnat on a tree, who crawls by day and hides by night
Oh great are ye, thy Elemental Gods who with a wave of an arm cause
the sky to streak with forked lightning.
And clasp thy hands in a clap of thunder.
As waves twist and turn by the skew of thy hand
Then as thee lay thy hand down on the green of the land
May a sunbeam shine from the tip of thy finger into the hearts of men.
That they may know that thee are great and above all things
Let thy hand rise a chalice to the dry arid land, that fruit may grow
For thy cup holds the rain that every mouth shall feed
Let not your wrath fall in tempest on the poor and ignorant
As ye are wise and above all things
That they shall know that thee and the land are one.
Regards George (alias the poet Jonah)
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