Lightning Strikes

Hands raised towards the cloudless sky 

Waves of fiery tendrils curling around her

Ancient spells of magic and energy echoed

As the robes of her dress competed

With the glittering treetops. 

From the tips of her fingers struck a flash 

A stark line connecting the earth to heaven

Spreading a tangled web of bright roots

Across the rumbling dark sky 

Igniting the powers of Nature.

One after another, lightning struck 

Sparkling flames all around her

Red, orange, gold, and silver danced

Higher and higher to touch the void

And she smiled as the fire cleansed the sins of the humans. 

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Note: Day 13 for L
Lightning is my most favorite part of the rainy season.
I wasn't sure which of the pictures I liked more so used both. Why don't you tell me which one suits the poem?
*Both the images are taken from Pixabay.