NATURAE

ARBITER: That which is swiftest may speak first LIGHTNING: My tardy twin Thunder, resent me not for my swiftness Bear with me patiently I was made to streak Seen as jagged slender strands, flashing boorishly A snippet of intensity Tarry for a twinkling, then I'll away unlike the sun who burns through the life of day My bolts set afire inconspicuous shrubs of lowlands and I have felled towering trees.