It thunders like a herd of stallions galloping
across the skies,
Hooves striking off the elements sending sparks
shooting in all directions,
As jagged molten forks set clouds on fire
exploding ancient trees.
A gavel strikes its final verdict as
angels wings unfurl,
A synchronous flight formation launches
in strategic pursuit,
The heavenly warhorses sense the weight of
angels astride again,
It thunders like a tidal wave of pressure when
angelic warriors ride.