Lightening

I have seen perfection
         and trembled at its awesome fury.
The once pillow soft haze
         racing across a gray canvas.
         A curtain hanging so low
         that I could almost reach….
Electricity vibrating in all things living;
         Filling an emptiness in my soul.
Each bright flash recalling a memory
         thought lost a century ago.
The faint odor of the sea
In each hurtling raindrop
And for one brief moment,
A feeling of belonging.
A moment of bliss within perfection.