Lightning floats

'cross studded skies,

Twixt outlined cups

And diamond eyes.

Thunder crashes

Through late-night air,

Echoes through our world,

Then leaves us standing there.

We stare into 

Broken visions,

Split apart by pounding rain

That turns us into fissions.

The long-gone quiet

Afore a storm

Has left us with its counterpart;

And this tempest us has torn.

We are broken,

Lying here,

Surrounded by such majesty,

Yet quivering in fear.

But as we watch,

It floats away,;

And on its wings of fury

Comes to us a brand new day.