5 AM… Nature puts on a show. Its hot, muggy and the lightning flashes across the sky, sometimes meeting another object on Terra Firma… A warm breeze , it seems much warmer than it should be… 74 degrees… and not even summer yet. There is always this great cleansing energy after a storm, and perhaps its what the world needs. And the days go by… the rain falls… the crackling of the blue white fire…. surrounds you…. protects you. Tells you not to give in to the battle, but to face it straight on.
Poet….Priest of Nothing.