In the night, there’s lightning and thunder;

so, the covers I go under.

The noise and light

interrupt the night

Of sleep and restoring slumber

I am told I need.

Flashes of powerful light

illuminate the night

And fill me with dread,

thus, I try to get lower in my bed.

I can hear the rainfall,

that’s a blessing for us all.

Now, I say to myself to remind me,

“The rain is falling all life can be.”

There’s nothing to fear

God holds me dear.

I can return to my slumber

and not be worried by the lightning and thunder.

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From: 180^th Meridian and Other Poems and Reflections, Create Space, 2012.