Wednesday, 10 June 2020
There is something magical about a night like tonight. Electric energy surrounds us as the storm approaches. In the distance, the western sky lights up. Thunder can’t be heard, not yet. The breeze is warm and steady. Leaves on the trees are shaking. The blue sky disappears under dark rolling clouds. Fireflies dance around the yard. Memories of my youth flood my mind. Happy times, running around the yard, chasing the blinking lights that dance on the wind.
It’s nights like this I wish would go on forever. I sat outside soaking up the energy, until my ankles were bit, then it was time to come in.
Creativity is the calling of the soul 