In the heart of a storm’s embrace,
Where whispers of the wind collide,
Lightning weaves its fleeting grace,
A symphony in shadows wide.

Across the velvet night it darts,
A blaze that splits the sky in two,
Illuminating dreams and hearts,
A fleeting glimpse, a moment’s view.

Through clouds that churn in endless flight,
It writes its tale in dazzling lines,
A dance of power, fierce and bright,
A force that time itself defines.

As silence follows the thunder’s roar,
The echoes fade into the night,
Yet still the heart longs to explore,
The beauty in the fleeting light.