Lightning is the only lighting I have
This storm envelopes my sense of being.
A moments glance is full of darkness
But then brilliant light outlining these shadows;
The thunder is the sound of the hunter’s growl
I feel like running but I’d rather sink.
This rain is a cool relief to my hardened face
Maybe the break of dawn would be a change of pace.
The wind howls, however long and eerie
I find that I feel desolate and weary.
Did you notice I’ve begun to rhyme?
I swear, the flashes of light are to blame.
I can’t keep track of these shadows
They come and they go.
Pieces of peace are what I lay in as I stare out my window
A war between light and dark wages out there
And deep within my soul