I went swimming
In a sea of something
Electric.
I touched the shore
And lightening
Turned my sandy thoughts
Into a glass sculpture.
Too giant to fit in my home,
I had to dissect it
Thought by thought
And create
Something
A bit more manageable.
I pulled out
Snow globes
I shook these snow globes
And
Slowly
My mind
Began
To
Winter wonderland.
I found myself
Frolicking
In a bank of
perfectly
untouched snow.
I found myself
enjoying
Erasing
Simple.
Perfection.
I think this is why the lightening came.
