Lightning

On a rainy April night, Mother Nature hastily draws shiny veins in the velvety almost surreal sky. They meet, kiss and cross to form shapes that dazzle with their intricacy. The mind is quick to identify what they resemble. For a brief second dancing bears, bloodthirsty vampires, and fire-breathing dragons coexist in the fairy tale that unfolds on the celestial screen. As they vanish, the marching entourage of some breath-takingly beautiful princess from a distant land takes their place. A blink of the eye and they are gone as well. Cuddled safely on the couch in my home, I watch.