THE STORM
The wind slowly blows the blue flowered curtain apart as she sits in her chair and looks out the window. The night caresses the windowpane as lightening flashes in the sky and the sounds of distant rumbling can be heard coming from the sky and echoing in her heart. The breeze chilling her skin as her emotions feel like the churning of the distance storm…..coming ever closer and stronger with each passing minute. She wonders about the fear when the loneness far outweighs the feelings that are ever growing and spreading in her heart and soul…..just as the clouds are covering the star lit sky and moving with the electric charge of light and noise, its presence becomes so overwhelming and swift across the quietness of the night.

She listens as the wind chimes clink together and the wind blows the chilled air through the trees. Is this overwhelming of emotions to last or will it be blown out with the changing of the night sky……should she run out into the unknown night to fully embrace the storm as it washes over her soul or should she sit by the window to watch as the storm rages past. Leaving as quickly as it appeared to possibly never return. She ponders her thoughts, as she knows that these feelings are special and dear to her heart. If she lingers will she miss the wonders of the storm? Will she stay safely inside and watch as the clouds, winds and rains upset the night?

She knows in her heart and soul that she wants the feeling of the storm to wash over her….to be in the middle of the raging storm instead of inside wishing always wishing for something that her soul knows she has found.

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