Thunder rumbles

And lightening slices the sky.

Rolls across the horizon,

Rips it

And yet it remains

As it was

And always changing

And always the same

An appearance in consciousness

A wonder

A miracle

And we are so small

Witnessing eternity.

Published by janetlandis

I am a mother, a nurse, a caregiver and a writer.

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