The sky illuminated starkly white
Skin and breath drawn in against abrupt shock
As sudden darkness smothers, blinds the night
And as eyes readjust, with awe I gawk

Caught in my mind’s eye, glows striking imprint
The lightning bolt sears with a thrilling flash
Engraving itself like a mezzotint
Rumbling grows overhead and cymbals crash

Rain pelts down and bounces back towards sky
Angry clouds deposit their sodden rage
Heaven’s offended or is it just I?
Why, what or whose wrath? How do I assuage?

Winter’s thunderstorm now is all but spent
Perhaps twas Autumn’s raging discontent?