Lightning

Lightning

I came with turmoil
I came when the golden spangles
Of beauty touched the earth
I came with terror
Crowds confounded
Children run in fear

But I’m the beauty of rain
The earth is my lover
She is awaiting me
When I come,
I kiss her lovely face
And bring out the beauty in her

I’m terrific
I’m horrible
But I’m the beauty
I’m the beauty of the rain.
I’m the beauty of the rain.
Yes, I’m lightning
Lightning, the golden ring of Earth’

Poem by: Joicey George,st.Teresa's College