Tis the lightening of the coming storm
Tis not the settingsun I am watching
tonight.
If it were it would be
magnificent.
The sky full of radiant
colors, mixing and blending
to show an awesome sun set.
Tis not the rising
moon I am watching.
Changing from an orange
slice into a half smiling
face high up in the
night sky.
Keeping watch over the stars
and constellations all
through the night.
Tis the lightening I am
watching tonight.
The coming of a storm,
streaks zipping jaggedly
across the night sky
to dazzle even the weariest of
human kind.
Tis not the sun nor the moon
but it is the lightening of
the coming storm.
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