Astrape

The Greek Goddess of lightning

I am dancing high on a mountain.

I waited in anticipation for the thunderstorm to hit.

The rumble rolling nearer.

Flashes of lightning far off in the dark clouds.

I am dancing to the rhythm of my heartbeat.

The might of the Goddess will be unleashed here tonight.

As the storm comes closer, I shiver in awe and anticipation.

The heavens open above me with one blinding bolt of lightning.

The air is charged with her wrath.

The thunder roars with her power.

I am beyond the physical realm now

My spirit bows in supplication to the Universe.

I am overcome with the omniscience of being.

I offer myself willingly and joyfully.

While a myriad bolts of lightning tear open the veil of illusion,

I disappear into the blinding light.

Namaste