That Which Spins The Lightning Wheel Poem by Whitney Stevens

That Which Spins The Lightning Wheel



All atop the crystal clouds
There where dusty darkness shrouds

You might not note a minute man
But here he mans the sand

His heart has it rough
The heft's left it tough

Yet still he spins the lightning wheel
And to him no man should kneel

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Sequel to "Lightning Wheel" if that wasn't obvious
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