Image credit Pobble365Did I come from the sky?
Like a bolt from furious thunderheads.
Did I come from the rain?
Pelting the expanse with lashings of tears.
Did I come from the thunder?
Rumbling and grumbling so low.
Did I come to strike?
Stinging you with electric light.
Did I mean to?
Don’t you know?
I have arrived.
Lightning never strikes twice.
By Sarah ©2019