the night the lights went out in...(north raleigh)

We had a 'thunder-boomer' storm a few nights ago that put our lights out for an hour or so.  Boy, it was dark!  I'm used to some light, somewhere:  nightlights all over the house, street lamps right across from our house, little green light on the DVR...even opening the refrigerator I was faced with a dark cave.  It startled me, even though I knew the electricity was out.
I grabbed a 'torch' as the British say (flashlight) and scouted out some candles.  Ah, yes, romantic and calming, but super inefficient.  We stared at each other for several moments in the dimly lit room, then decided to go to bed early...better than the growing anticipation of beams of light.  It was almost like super-thirst or super-hunger...super yearning for LIGHT. 
As "mama in her kerchief and papa in his cap" had just settled down for a long (summer) nap...Wahla, the lights went on.  And the TV, the stereo player, refrigerator, a/c, dehumidifier...all kicked in.  The house was abuzz (is that a word?) with activity and noises.  Our short respite from modernity was over.

The spirit of man is the lamp of the LORD, searching all his innermost parts (Proverbs 20:27).