This blog is for Joylyn.
"so, this is me living my life."
The green before the rain.-- is not a quote but if it was it would be my favorite.
when you can smell the storm coming.
outside the grass swaying back and forth
an iridescent shade of green.
the leaves can be heard whispering,
slowly crescendoing into urgent song.
and then the rain.
longing.
to become the storm
soaking into my skin. melting
running down my face.
then there is nothing left
take me with you
into the ravaging winds
the murderous clouds
give me clarity.
