At dawn, in mountain valleys. after the lightening has passed. the sky pours down a green light. It might be heaven making a visit. The light wavers, green until the sun stops it, baking it out of the air and pulling it back to the sky.
At dawn, in mountain valleys. after the lightening has passed. the sky pours down a green light. It might be heaven making a visit. The light wavers, green until the sun stops it, baking it out of the air and pulling it back to the sky.