Silent Lightning

May 1, 2009
Silent lightning
Shoots through the sky,
As the air becomes charged
With its terrible power;
Its ferocity is seen
For miles around
Though not a sound is heard –
A symphony of light
Requires no help,
Though a thundering bass,
Rumbling through, is heard,
As it captures your heart
In a grip of exhilarating fear.

I watch the performance
And from my window
It seems that although no raindrops fall
To the ground, giving life,
Droplets of sound,
And tidbits of light
Are scattered across
The vast frozen landscape,
As we stand transfixed,
Unmoving, just gazing
At nature’s loveliest, darkest,
Oldest, and most terrible performance.

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