Saturday, June 8, 2013
thunderstorm in the night
a swarm of grape-dark clouds moved quickly to fill the big skies tonight, bringing with it a great broodimg storm of lightning lurking in its deep recesses. there is a power and majesty to be found in such storms once you relegate your fear to more sensibly feared events. i found myself out driving the old ford truck down lonely back roads, stopping from time to time simply to absorb the violent beauty of the lightning and to listen to the rollimg grumble of the thunder. hours passed in awe and wonder before i turned toward home and the soft, warm comfort of my bed and the loving snuggles of the saint and her drowsing cat.
there is a part of me that lives for these moments...