"Jumped out of my skin,"
would suffice
to describe the events
which unfolded last night.

Like a million flashing cameras,
lightning opened its act,

playing on my nerves,
lighting up darkened windows,
making the room sway
dizzily with psychedelic lights.

Just when I thought
it had stopped,
a raging thunderbolt rattled
the skies above,
raining high decibel hammers
that refused to die down,

amidst a downpour
that rose to  a cresendo,
matching the tempo of
the battle raging overhead,

gradually dropping to
soft 'now and then' notes,

until thunder and lightning
with a grim sort of determination,
joined forces to gain
a stranglehold,
over the fast paced act
in a dramatic fashion,

making my head ache,
lulling me into a
restive doze.

The morning sun's
gentle  beams,
playing on my cheeks,
whispered...
I've brought something
to calm those frayed nerves.