POEM - Waiting for Lightning

Waiting for lightning
The air has heels that it digs deep into me –
It is as dense as grievous lead

Waiting for lightning
I have not been emptied
For at least then, I’d have a fighting chance –

Waiting for lightning
How do I let this pass?
Like the whitening chaos of clouds,
I am unconquered and patient yet
Somehow fallow –

M C Biegner 7/2005