Glimmer Books
Storm Dancer

Storm dancer,
   Taut in the lightning flash,,
Leaps in the moment of the thunder crash,
  Streaked by rain and the clouds' flame,
In a windlash of motion flies again.

From the shelter of a tree's boughs,
  I watched the cartwheel of your dance,
Watched you tumble and soar,
  Straight as an arrow, supple as a willow lance
      In the wild downpour.
Watched as you flew the chance of an angry sky,
  Your only music the winds cry,
And turned the clouds fury into a song of dark laughter,
      Rain beguiled, storm child
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