Sometimes I feel like lightning - a great visual display w/o projection of sound. 

But thats the beauty I guess…

One quick flash of self and then nothing.

Did you hear me?

Did you see me?

Wasn’t I beautiful?

Am I any less of myself when you don’t hear me?

Am I any more of myself when you can see me?

No.

It is through understanding which I feel grace,

you don’t have to hear me because I know that I glow,

and continue to glow for nobody else but me.