Lightning in a Bottle

Oh, I can feel it, the storm’s rising bright,

A symphony born from the darkened night.

Holding a secret, a flicker so wild,

A lightning in a bottle, forever styled.

Skies are trembling, colors ignite,

A dance of shadows, flashes of light.

Caught in a moment, a rapture so pure,

The thunder's whisper, a promise sure.

Rain on my skin, wild and free,

A melody only the soul can see.

Lock it away, this fleeting spark,

A flash of magic, a work of art.

Lightning in a bottle, trapped in my hand,

A piece of the sky I’ll always understand.

Rain and thunder, in my memory’s glow,

A storm I carry, wherever I go.

Hold it close, let the tempest swell,

A secret storm, a story to tell.

Every crackle, every pour,

A treasured echo, forevermore.

So here’s my gift, a storm to keep,

A wild, luminous dream, in my heart so deep.

Lightning in a bottle, eternal and bright,

My favorite thunder, my guiding light.