To roar and wrestle and hit and bite!
My joy brings deadly, dangerous light.
To roll and glide and spin and shout!
I toss my fury all about!
You shriek, you scream, or giggle or grin,
When I belt out my mighty great voice from within.
I flash, I crack, I strike, I scare
Stand by no windows or metal beware!
I reach, I stretch, I grow, and disappear!
You see me if only you see me from near!
Your lights are feeble, a mirror of mine
One second of sunlight sparks fear by design!
I rattle, and tap, and clap, and crack!
The earth is my lover, yet still I attack.
I'm weightless, or heavy, or icy, or wet.
A plunge in the night is not one you'll forget.
I'm constant, I'm crazy, I'm perfectly clear.
I make such a mess once I dwell too long here.
I'm three things, a light, a sound, and a feel.
My passing can often bring others to heal.
But once I start spinning ad touching the ground,
Forget it, just run, or you may not be found!
This is an older poem I wrote; just found it in the back of a journal!