Storm

Dark'ning sky, the senses tremble

Song of Thor's resounding rumble

Nature holds her breath in waiting

Calmly all anticipating

Flee in haste or wait her coming

Taste the sweetness of her fruit

Salient fingers start their drumming

Thrill now heaven's power's made loose

Wash me, soothe me, come cleanse my mind of mundane things

Awaken the senses, electrify my nerves and skin

Deepening, speeding rivers racing

Groaning roots to ground are bracing

Her magick is the power of change

She leaves no single thing the same

Wing and rain and lightning change me

Work your spell to rearrange

Swell the rivers, drain my ego

Bend the trees and strengthen will

Wash me, soothe me, come cleanse my mind of mundane things

Awaken the senses, electrify my nerves and skin