On The Calm Before The Storm

I love a good summer storm. Pounding rain, earth-shaking thunder, the crack of lightening that trails from one end of the earth I see to the other and perhaps most of all the golden sun on the receding blue-grey sky; all are good things in my book.

I love the way the rain washes away stress when I stand in it, palms pressed together and head tipped back.

I love how the thunder breaks the rhythmic music of the rain drops unapologetically. Shattering the balance momentarily, it reminds me of the events in life that are unavoidable, unpleasant, but temporary. It reminds me that, when persevered, those momentary crashes are always followed by a return to the refreshing rhythm of the rain, of life.

I love the flash of lightening; its schizophrenic dance from one end of my earth to the other. Its parallel with the power, the striking beauty that are the small things in life, those un-choreographed, unique, and bursting with energy.

And perhaps more than it all combined, I love the contrast of a golden afternoon sun on a gloomy sky. The sparkle of the earth as the light rains down where water and thunder and the sheer energy of lightening just had.

This year I got to see my first summer storm early; earlier even than when spring normally makes her entrance. Mother nature has been good to us this year. But I can’t help wondering if this good is just a calm before the real storm. A beautiful, captivating calm indeed.

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