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