Thunder woke my sleep Lightning turned my room translucent As if I were dreaming There is order in the world I am told I freeze, this is different There in the light I could see forms, people Are they on a journey? passing through our world? Guided by the power of lightening I search their faces, wondering If there could be someone I know It is spellbinding, I am drawn to them They are pointing north, as if trying to tell me something So much in a flash of lightning I took it to be a sacred moment If it is something I am meant to know It will come to me… ©AnitaDawes2022
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