It really is quite frightening
When it rains and dark clouds form
And the heavens heave with lightning
To herald the coming storm.
For this is when you may just see
The bird that flies in thunder,
Soaring over land and sea
When the skies are ripped asunder.
She does not fear the strikes that sear
The earth so far below
And lifts towards the cloud tops sheer
To a home we do not know.