In the hushed embrace of night, it strikes,Lightning dances, fierce and bright.Splitting the heavens with its electric fire,A fleeting moment, a wild desire.It writes a story upon the darkened canvas,In silvery strokes, both swift and endless.Whispers of thunder follow in its wake,A symphony of power nature dares to make.From cloud to earth, it bridges worlds,A radiant streak through the cosmos unfurled.In its wake, the sky holds its breath,A dazzling display, a dance with death.Yet in its fury, beauty stands revealed,A testament to forces unconcealed.Lightning’s dance, a fleeting sight,Echoes in the heart of the night.