Whispers then roars

      Behind me are such darkened skies. Oh how
wonderful the possibilities are of a downfall. The
beauty of rain soon to echo throughout the air.

      Softly the whispers soak into my paled soul. The
laughter that sits out in the open is glorious.

      Simple beauty from succulent magnolias. Oh the
aroma is sweet and heavy. Listen to the rain as it
falls upon the earth. Oh how does it make you feel?

     So dizzy is the intoxication of Jehovah's palette.
Rumbles of sounds. Flashes of hot white light. Oh
my how energizing the sights are.

      Entering the skylight is a darker purple, gray
holding back a raging storm. Hmm. Such a wonder
is the scenery. So breathtaking is the falling droplets.

     Holding out for my moment in the drops. Hearing
the clatter against my windshield. Looking for that
one break to make the dash.

     Hot roaring flashes vibrated throughout the
grounds. Startling plenty. Wow the pullings of the
waters. Quiet but raging. Oh I love it.

    Currently standing outside. Making my mad
dash from car to apartment. Oh I giggled the entire
way. Dangerous but so silly.

    Thank you Jehovah for this amazing texture of
weather. So calming and exhilerating. Still I shiver
in excitement. Loving the joy of a downpour. Hmm.

    A huge smile sits upon my face. So joyful. Are
you?