In the quiet before the storm
When all is still and silent
I sit upon a rock
Watching the sky turn
Into a pukey yellow green
The wind picks up
The leaves start to dance
To a tune only known to them
Everything else remains still
And I sit upon the rock
Splatters and splashes of rain
Periodically hit the ground
Wind whipping the leaves to and fro
Blowing my hair about
Getting stronger with each gust
Pushing and pulling at my body
As I sit upon the rock
Rain falling faster and harder
Plastering my hair to my head
Lightning dancing across the sky
Vivid blues and purples swirling and twirling
As I breathe deeply
Drawing in the ozone
Deep into my lungs
So clean and fresh
Lightning crashing and skittering across the sky once more
As the heavens open and rain begins to pour
Thunder rolling ,crashing , bashing with joy
As I sit upon the rock
Feeling the rock tremble and tremor
As the thunder continues its symphony
Trees crashing all around
Branches tumbling to the ground
And still I sit upon the rock
A woman becoming one
With the storm
Not moving
Just being
The storm....

forgot my rain gear!!!

Humm kinda like a re-birth
washing away all the bad to
let the new come in.

good analogy Ms.Txs"

storms of our lives,today....she tells me parts of her story...

that was utterly amazing..i could feel it..

Keep up the good work CCP !

Man oh Man, the more I read of this chicky's work the more I like it,
she has got a soul!! Wow her work just blows me away!!

yes Phoenix,,,me too!

it's one of th reasons we are together now!
she rocks my world too!