muggy summer twilight, tree frogs singing their evening lullabies, the surprising cool breeze of an approaching summer storm.
the sky lights up like a summer fireworks show, a tango of lights curling and twirling in a seductive dance high above the earth. every tree is spotlighted, frozen for a second in awkward shock, the mountains loom like giants over the landscape. braver streaks make their way to earth, marking it lovingly in dazzling eruptions.
rumbling deep groans soon follow like a child crying to wait.
the wind comes now, matching the lighting for veracity, sweeping over the earth like darkness, whipping the long grass and making the trees protest the stretching of their long limbs.
the clouds loom lower and lower, darkening the land completely, fingers breaking away in a giant watercolor of ground drenching rain.
all around is everything at once. the storm releases its breath fully.
a moment of peace in the throes of chaos. stillness, oneness, being held tightly as the light and dark collide. then…
slowly
… nothingness
The smell of wet earth arises like incense to a god’s nostrils. wisps of steam seep up, the ground lifts its lowered shoulders back and raises its face to heaven.