The lightning flashes across the dark sky,
Thunder growls and the wind knocks lightly,
There is a whole universe of activity
outside.
Inside, I sit with a lamp flickering,
Inside I am silent Only my breath flickers,
I
shall wait till the home bulbs burst into life again,
Now all is still. Inside and outside.
The rain it was that drove me inwards,
While there was a scurry of activity outside,
With
lightning flashes and mild thunder ,
And the wind knocking lightly against the
closed windows.
I sat and waited for the storm to pass.
And now I feel washed and pure inside and
outside.
By: Meera Panigrahi
By: Meera Panigrahi
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