Rolling in thunder.

Drunk on life

It is that time

Grateful to be alive

And Alice walked down the stairs

Wondering what she would find there

And then her flash light went out

It is not time to mess around

The frogs leap into the pond

Toads croak

The sun rises

And visions stretch across the horizon

With arms outstretched in wonder

It was for Love

It was climbing

For the rising rain

I came.