All Their Voices

Words and thoughts in devotion to the Divine

For Taranis

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Sense you on the rising wind,
Feel the coming rain;
Watch the lightning cross the sky,
Roll across the plain.


Here and now I give to you
My growing sense of wonder,
Started with the growing storm,
And finish in the thunder.


In the hours after dawn,
Rain pours through the day;
Nourishing all things that grow,
Turning the sky grey.


After hours, the darkness falls,
Wind and thunder roar;
Lightning spears throughout the night–
Pray You, send us more.


Taranis, I honor you–
You who are so strong;
I feel your power everywhere,
Pour out wine and song.

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