You say the rain makes everything miserable,
You hate the still of the darkness,
You tell me lightning scares you,
You can’t stand the wind ,


I see the heavens releasing tears of happiness to rejoice in the beauty that is,
I love the way midnight gently silences the night to magnify the moon,
I relish the rarity that fractures the sky with earth's own raw emotions,
And I am reminded of my place when I feel the gentle might of earth's caress.


Life isn’t about what we see,
It’s about how we see it.

wM