Lightning - Michael Martin Murphey

The wind is on the rise

So take me to the highest hill

The storm is coming fast

The night is overcast and warm

She’ll take me flying

On the wings of singing lightning

Time’s torn like the clouds

The Thunder-Beings rip the shroud

The lightning always comes

To strike me when I’m feeling numb

And there is nothing like lightning

When she strikes you right

The sky dance will begin

When your fate is blown apart

When you open up

Every channel to your heart

She’ll take you flying

On the wings of singing lightning

You must loose your hold

To gain control a thousand fold

Lightning makes your midnight bright

The thunderbolt will give you sight

And you will see beyond

The lightning and the flash of light