With weather mask I watch the sky
Of tumbling clouds where Dragons fly
Who dip and weave and fall to rise
Through billow holes the moonbeams shine
To glance upon the midnight sea
Where deep beneath the spirits heave
And rise as wisps upon the waves
To ride the wind and scream away
I walk beneath while storm rage harsh
To seek the lightning sand struck glass
To add a bead on to the mask
In Elemental praise to dance.
