Lightning

Thin stalks of light branching down from the night sky
scaring
shocking
stunning
the people down below.

Tumbling.
Crashing.
One after another.
Not pausing.
Not stopping.
Continuous.
Pulverizing.

Loud thunder.
Deafening.
Splitting.
Like a sharp tear in the velvet of the sky.

Absence of rain.
Queer.
Peculiar.
Very, very odd.
Lightning storm?
Where we are?
Unusual, very unusual.
Strange.
Doesn't happen often.

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter.
Swoosh.
Heaven's arms opening.
Torrents pour.
An ocean of escape.
Cool.
Refreshing.
Relief.

Lightning disappears.
Thunder fades.
Thank you, God.