Storm Soul pt 3
@ESR 2026

Part 1 here
Part 2 here
Part 4 here

Ah… lightning.

Lightning is remembrance.

It’s the instant of truth too bright to look at directly.

The flash of who you were before the world told you to be quiet.

It is memory with teeth…wild, electric, undeniable.

A divine interruption that splits the sky just long enough

for your soul to whisper: there you are.

Lightning doesn’t ask permission.

It doesn’t apologize.

It strikes.

It burns through lies.

It makes the hidden seen.

And for the briefest of moments…

everything stops pretending.

Lightning is the signal fire of your spirit,

cracking open the hush between heartbeats

to remind you:

You are made of the same voltage

that sets the sky on fire.

You are flash and heat and clarity,

and though the dark will close again,

you’ll know…

you’ll know…

that you were seen.

Even if only by the storm.

Even if only by yourself.

Even if only for a second.

That second is enough to change everything.