Darknight, Bright Day Begins

Another sleepless night, In my so called life. Not one star is out tonight. Just the sound of the thunder rolling over the horizon. It is faint and far away, followed by lighting, making its way to me. Cool, crisp raindrops begin to fall on my skin. Cooling off the heat that daylight brought in, on this summer night. Dark night, Bright day begins. It is now way past midnight. A gentle breeze sneaks in. The raindrops, that was once dripping are now pouring. The ground that was once wet, is flooding. The faint sound of thunder, that was once over the horizon, is now crackling. Lighting is winning. Dark night, Bright day begins. The sound is thrilling. Thunder is in competition, with its mate, lighting. As I stand here, gazing out of my front door, while the rain is unleashing, it's cleansing on the ground. Dark night, Bright day begins. In a blink of an eye, I now can see, the brightness of the sun peaking in. I was up all night again. The sunshine is now drying up the ground. Humidity is now controlling, humanity. Another hot sticky day, rushes in, making it uncomfortable to be in. Dark night, Bright day begins, all over again. On this Summer day, Until night takes over again.