Rain Will Fall

Rain Will Fall
Looking at the world go
Trying to understand
Electric wind blowing like
A demon fan or a symphony of hatred
Blowing angst off an immaculate stage
How tranquil is an ocean
Before a storm like a silent play

Chanting thunder
Dance naked and I feel
So wired
It's a personal voodoo
running through my views
Like blood
With inhibition long gone
And no sense
Of space or time
A weird vibration
Don't know my right
From wrong

Rain will fall
Poetry and motion
Both rolling
Both getting me high
A shiver went through me
A tidal wave
I only felt inside
It's an animal instinct
That takes us over
And we must survive
Four brothers make the Mother
Four brothers make it one