lightning strike

He took the girl and turned her into glass

A lightning strike upon the sand, a kiss

And walking in the rain, hand in hand

Down stony steps, where giants had their footsteps once.

Fragile here, so delicate and broken easily in places

Other places, solid as the earth and glistening

I have been glass before.

Before, I was a mass of protons churning

And I have been a star, carbons fusing, burning

And I have been a hundred elements decaying one by one until this

Flesh and bone, spirit, love and agony and joy

Then earth to earth, dust to sand

And then, a lightning strike.