My Friend, Lightning
If by random move my ally darkness speaks
My envious friend, the lightning rings among the peaks.
I only crave a few words or maybe a look from darkness' face
But lightning boldly speaks and flashes over my race.
Holly Hawks scent entice an old guitar' in my past
A love so lost; a love so cast; a love shattering to last.
A Monarch butterfly spits silently on my sighs
As lighting drives out darkness with saddest eyes.
I say, lightning my bold and revered friend
Why appear so quickly a fearful message you send?
The raindrop you ne'er touch or bother the worm
Yet you cause mortals to scream, murder and squirm.
You, my obtuse friend, I cannot see my steps
Unless you shine your scowl upon dreaded bridges deaf.
I am but an infantile soul weak, helpless in waters deep
Longing to laugh with darkness and love a lover's weep.
You always break stones, boulders, and hills so great
You rent the stones while darkness covered Jesus' wake.
And then went silent ne'er seen for moments to count
Suddenly His tomb shook and you stood on your mount.
So darkness in deceptive masks he wears
Whispers an alliance to me with resentive tears.
No sailing ships are out of your reach
The clouds, the captains grope for a master to teach.
And lightning, you haven't but one name
I shall not cry, bicker or secretly complain.
You flash your dash and thunder in hand
Ruling the darkness, the animals, the land.
© 2016 Kenneth Avery
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