Yellowstone-lightening strikes

The fallen wood and the grasses high
With all this heat
Are of course bone dry
A lightening strike
And the tinder burns
Wild fires develop
And the concerns

Are many among the creatures who
Know now what they have to do
Take precautions
Get under the ground
Or fly away
Or just be drowned
In the horrid vapour
And conflagration
That clearly will usurp their nation

1200c they are off my page
The danger it is hard to gauge
Sweeping at 14 miles per hour
Blistering baking burning power
A sheet of terror marching through
With not a lot that most can do

Amazingly the forest trees
Some survive and others seize, the chance
For re growth in the ash
Thats left behind after the flash
Mineral rich a medium to
foster growth rhats good and true

GAiA has that healing hand
And extends it over the land.
Maintains the balance and sets the scene
And before you know it
The land is green

Apparently the temperature rise
Is causing science to surmise
That more and more wild fires will be
Threatening us which is the key
Factor that they promulgate
And the fear factor commensurate
With climate change but I say NO
Its the geo engine the man made flow

His consciousness is shot away
With arrogance he wants to pay
But Gaia really knows the way
The equilibrium so to say
Creation the fulfilment here
Leave it to her she will appear
She resonates with all that we
Have lost, she is true destiny

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early August the heat becomes
Overpiwering and you hear thise drums
Whipped into a crescendo where
The wild fires break up in the air
Tearing through fhe firest they
Kill every creature in the way
Ligtening strikes and rhe fures can rage
At 1200c rightboff the page
At 14 miles per hour they roll
Apparently they have a soul
Which cloaks the sky birne passion