De el Kite Runner

If we come to sleep,
we are His drowsy ones.
And if we come to wake,
we are in His hands.
If we come to weeping,
we are His cloud full of raindrops.
And if we come to laughing,
we are His lightning in that moment.
If we come to anger and battle,
it is the reflection of His wrath.
And if we come to peace and pardon,
it is the reflection of His love.
Who are we in this complicated world?