Struck by lightning

Struck by lightning… twice

I was walking in the rain

I was walking in my tears
When something hits me in my head
I laid down and smiled

I was washed away by the thunder
And into a dark dream
I saw a war, within me
I was fighting myself

I was running in the rain
I was running in my despair
When a hammer hits my head
And I laid down and died

I opened my eyes and saw death
She was beautiful and singing
The war was over, I surrendered
I knew, I had lost, long time ago

Lightning struck me
And thunder was my grave
Lightning struck me
And death was my home

I never walked in the rain again
I can run no more
From thunder, from lightning
Screaming from my grave, when lightning strikes again


Ungefär så känns det... igen.

Jag var igår på den plats där jag såg vittra, fast längre in i skogen. Jag fotade en skugga i vattnet:

Jag såg senare att det påminde om en silhuette, så jag vände bilden

och där stod min guide.

Magisk kram,

ljus och frid!