The smell of damp earth, cool raindrops and the tangy scent of electricity poured in through the open window like a waterfall to my senses. Amidst the lights rocketing through the sky, I was filled with such a longing and emptiness, wishing for someone to share with me the thrill of the show.
At this point, I glanced about at my sleeping passengers and realized that this romantic thunderstorm and
this moment was for me from my God. It's good to savor a moment like that. A balm to the soul.
Yet still I yearn for that human contact and wonder what I'm doing staying in this life I call my own. If only the bigger picture were clear.If only the lines of right and wrong weren't so clearly drawn.
So again, I breath deep the smell of wet grass and wonder if these moments, here and now, are all I'm meant to understand.....
At this point, I glanced about at my sleeping passengers and realized that this romantic thunderstorm and
this moment was for me from my God. It's good to savor a moment like that. A balm to the soul.
Yet still I yearn for that human contact and wonder what I'm doing staying in this life I call my own. If only the bigger picture were clear.If only the lines of right and wrong weren't so clearly drawn.
So again, I breath deep the smell of wet grass and wonder if these moments, here and now, are all I'm meant to understand.....
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