A Child Gazing At Lightning

The storm rampaged
The dark sky lit by the gravity of lightning
As two eyes, lit with neon impressions
Gazed out of a lonely window
To the magical wrath of an elusive god

She gazed at the next flash 
In a melange of fear and awe
What zig-zags down the staircase from heaven
A branched phenomenon, with flare to thrill
And electricity to kill

She gazed through the lucid pane
Like curiosity stranded against a keyhole
Knowing what lied outside, out of her reach
What trembled yet soothed her spirit
The enigma of light from cosmological heights
Falling in a bundle yet ascending like a bungee rope

She could see it all, the light that shone
Amidst the dark bewitching night
Where the moon had surrendered with her troupes
And clouds had colonized the monsoon sky
Yet she only wanted the thrill of lightning
Wrapped within her lips

Oh how beautiful is juvenile ambition
No inhibitions nor caged spirits
Lurking with her pupils and dreaming with the third eye
Of neon kisses falling from the sky