Thursday, May 4, 2017

Squall Line

Standing outside the front door watching a storm approach from the West.

The clouds flash and the thunder rumbles in the distance.

Wind rises.

And my heart swells with ….

With what?

Awe?  Wonder?  Amazement?

We are so insignificant compared to the wonders our planet and universe.

It’s a squall line. A cold front.  It will pass quickly.

And I’ll miss it after it passes.

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