dreaded heart jolter , after the flash .  Even at my most subtle attempts at
whispering , my secrets are known across the plains .
ARBITER: A mite tardier than lightning but still promptly stated .
SKY: From the horizon upwards , lies my dominion .  Whenever Heaven is
mentioned , I come to mind .  Claimed by governments of the earth though
they are bound to the ground .  Perhaps it is my Fate to literally be the ?air
of contention? .  Mortals look up to me as they invoke , voyagers seek me
to discern course and location .  I evolve from being plainly pale to being
bedaubed with every obtainable hue in the hours of diurnal privilege.On
nights clear , jewelled treasures wink and gleam on darkened backdrop . 
When my mood is darkened , my state is overcome by sinister cloud
banks , a sure presage of intemperance .  Winds growl ominously . 
Thunder rumbles threateningly while its twin flashes and cracks its whip . 
It?s violence ascending .  Vexations or calm of the earth below , by virtue
of my station , I am privy to them .  What mischief or righteous deeds of
earth dwellers , I am aware unless they be cautiously guarded , discreet in
manner , shielded by opportunely erected walls or foliage dense , I must
confess the confines of my notice .
WIND: Aye , yea to all that .  But o'erlook me not for I mush roving evolving
clouds skywards any season .  I have watched them in limber state or