She speaks like thunder
In the midst of swirling winds
She whispers through the breeze
O'er rustling leaves in the glebe
She murmurs constantly
In the fine wavelets of the sea.
She sends ripples to the run away stream
Making it sing gurgling notes to the brim
While cavorting with pebbles and rocks and stones
She harmonizes along, with her soulful crooning horn.
She causes the oceans, rivers and seas
To rise above and to run low
She stirs them to bellow
When her wrath consumes either night or day.
She rides on the wind
Her chariots gallop like whirlwind
Thunders bark; lightning sparks
At every skid and friction of her veins.
She sits on the clouds
And commands them to spray
The dry grounds of the earth
She scatters them to the four corners
She blows them away
When doom and gloom betray
And pleads them to brighten the day.
She sprinkles dust of stars in the sky
Diamonds glitter and light the darkling nights
She smiles behind the moon
Her beams soothe the weary mortal blues
She filters dash of euphoric scents into the air
That perfume all of humans' flair.
She climbs the highest mountain
And let it spew with fumes
She slips down in the valley
Flying trapeze in the cascading waterfall.
She rolls downward to the foot of the hills
And gather thorns and thistles
She hides in retreat to the forest
Where her treasures lay beneath its dome.
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