My run-in with an act of God.

I composed this poem as a favor to my friend, he asked me to make him a poem entitled this. I don’t know why and I’m not sure what he (you) really feels but this is how the poem came up.

A picture taken of a “Mirrored lightning strike”, I believe it’s called. Which is where the lightning bolt strikes twice, in almost the same spot, and both strikes look very similar.