May my pen be soaked by a sudden rain
Let words flow like a river
I will praise the One Who gives words to me
He, Who is called Storm Giver

May my pen be stuck by a lightning bolt
Let my pen then be transformed
I will praise the One Who gives words to me
He, Who created the storm

May my pen become infused with power
Let my pen be energized
I will praise the One Who gives words to me
He, Who makes the clouds to rise

May my pen be guided by the four winds
Let my words never destroy
I will praise the One Who gives words to me
He, Who is my Adonai

(C) Copy written, June 30, 2004, by Karla Dorman.