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Lightning


Psalm 135:7 

7 He causes the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth;
He makes lightning for the rain;
He brings the wind out of His treasuries.

 

Lightning

 

Does it strike without a reason?

Like a thought in life's storm?

Is there than a special season                                           

so lightning appears a metaphor?

 

It brightens oft the whole horizon.

Fleeting thoughts … so far away.                                    

The thunder rumbles simply lonesome

as fears and hopes through another day.

 

Darkness follows these sudden flashes

like a dream that is nightmare bound.

There is no peace as thunder dashes                               

from close to far a threatening sound.

 

Every time the bolts are streaking                                  

nitrogen gets released in mass.

It brings new hope … where life was fleeting.

What a purpose and that is that.

 

Jan Wienen

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