The dark night with heavy storm.
No one likes it even the wildest beasts.
Eyes cannot see anything at all
Unless thunderbolt chooses to appear.

The thunderbolt is just a scary temporary light
That you cannot rely on.
The form of life that we did not choose to be part of.

But here we are, blind as if we have no eyes to see.
Hoping for the storm to be over
 And the light to come out, so that, we can see.