Wind, Thunder and a story

The winds are angry tonight

Rushing along open spaces

Trees twist and turn

Writhing in pain

As I watch out the kitchen window.

As the undulating waves of wind torture everything in its path.

Thunder parts the clouds

Allowing the lightning

To zig zag up towards the sky

Thunder growling and groaning.

As I listening to the softly falling rain.


I told Freddie: I am not going to write about my grief and memories of you…walking back down the hall towards my room, the wind became very anger above our little house. Was it angry with me?

Is the Universe talking to me?

We both loved the rain. Listen to the rain. The answer is held within the raindrops.

Listen to the rain.

12 thoughts on “Wind, Thunder and a story

Voice your thoughts

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.