Written by Emily Harstone | October 24, 2016
Lightning snaked tendrils of white fire.
The tempest was only the beginning.
Lightning struck her heart like music.
Looking up she smiled. Home beckoned.
Why pay for electricy? Lightning’s free!
There is beauty in darkness, too.
Cracks in heaven began to show.
Lightening, counting, boom! Her heart racing.
Strings of light in purple haze!
Spiritual warfare shows its terrifying face.
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Lightning snaked tendrils of white fire.
The tempest was only the beginning.
Lightning struck her heart like music.
Looking up she smiled. Home beckoned.
Why pay for electricy? Lightning’s free!
There is beauty in darkness, too.
Cracks in heaven began to show.
Lightening, counting, boom! Her heart racing.
Strings of light in purple haze!
Spiritual warfare shows its terrifying face.