Illuminations

Written after a particularly spectacular lighting storm.


I was afraid,
sitting alone,
staring up,
pupils dilating
as each new flash
set familiar scenes
in eery life.

This is reality,
a creation bigger
than man alone,
dust of the ground
reminded we shall
return in a flash
as sudden and unexpected
as the bolts.

No wonder
the Greeks
feared the god
of the thunderbolt.

I too, fear
the thunderbolt's
God.