She walks
in a rainbow shimmer
under a blue-black sky
Thunder
announces her entrance
drum roll accompanies her
Lightning
illuminates her path
ecstatic in static
The dead
strewn on the battlefield
She takes her time, and chooses
The lightning forks
The wind it stalks
through every open window
Lugano heat,
it’s stifling heat
Replaced by nature’s lightshow
The thunder groans
Mountains of stone
Silhouetted by lightning
No rain as yet
Did Thor forget?
His hammer only taunting
Huge sheets of light
They split the night
And leave me watching in awe
Purple and black
Clouds holding back
Dying wind, where goes the squall?
Mount Tamaro
See the storm go
Behind your mile-high buttress
Dark once again
Energy spent
Return still air to suppress
My Words, My World 