I see lightning flash before my eyes
I look out of the window and watch it go
It walks from one end of my street to the other end
I just cannot believe my eyes. Lightning has come to visit
I hope it meets no one on its way to somewhere
Where it is going, I cannot tell
It is extraordinarily tall and very slim
It has a white coat on from head to toe
It cannot stand up straight. It zigzags along the way
Has it come in peace or in fury?
Has it come to bless or destroy?
Where it goes next only God knows
But I live to tell the tale of Lightning's visit