Transformation
A great globe spins on its axis heartless and cold
Callous hands impel it ever round
A glowing orb rains down rays searing and colored gold
Merciless heat scorches the ground
A plaintive voice cries out lonely and hollow
Echoing pleas rebound from barren peaks
A blanket of clouds puff and billow
Soothing mantle of security the soul seeks
A billowy covering that encircles and surrounds
Icy glaciers here shall not inundate
A nurturing place where love grows and abounds
Piercing rays of love only penetrate
King Cage