The Universe Speaks

Bright clouds are missing
The sky is purging
I tilt my head back
With my arms opened out
Letting the rain drench my face
As the water drips from my hair
Even with my eyes closed...
I am still able to take it all in
I feel the universe at its strongest

Now... As hours have passed
And the storm has moved
I see the clouds spike
And the falling rain from a far
Making a canvas for the colors that yield
The dark gray is the roar of the storm
The mid-night blue that is the soft wave
The mauve that is the rain sheeting down
And the touch of yellow that is still bleeding thru

All of this is a strong and yet gentle story of the universe speaking