Dear Lightning in the Sky,

Lightning in the sky,
you're beautiful,
it's true,
there's a beauty in the danger,
in all that you do.
A flash of brilliant light,
so bright,
it dims and fades quick,
day or night,
with a loud sound,
that pounds the ground,
leaving behind evidence,
of your luminous presence,
that once was here,
gone for now,
you've disappeared,
but still you linger near,
waiting for the moment,
the cool breeze,
heavy clouds,
a change in the atmosphere,
to return with a grand entrance,
and finally reappear.