a rooster crows
a bird sings
lightening.... thunder
and the rain

a dark morning
church bell rings
day wants to begin
the storm puts the day
on hold.......

a strange quiet
in between the thunder
no light, no music
san blas waits

storm rules the morning
mourning.....too much
mourning...earth
blessed by heavenly rain

day aching to begin
how the roosters
wait to crow
as lightening screams
across the sky and
thunder shakes the world

the gods have a message
they will be heard
on this dark, rainy
sunday morning

not the god of the
opulent churches
all tidy and prim
this is the goddess of earth,
of nature....a passionate,
merciless, demanding creator

you will hear
you will listen

there is much to say
to think, to feel
sitting in the dark
rocked by the intensity
goddess gives us fireworks
to start the day