We will clap our hands as the air cools from the passing lightning, THUNDERCLAP rumble on through..
Come play with me in the puddles brother..
Lets make a bottlecap boat with a sailor ant and watch it float on through the grassy ant lake..
Lets watch the rain moths fly on through after a good storm.. where do they go? into the dreams of the ones who are sleeping now..
Smell the atmoshere, smell the rain.. Watch as the day becomes filled with orange and sad gray..
Sure its muddy, and a bit cold.. and of course we are not wearing shoes.. But we are having an adventure, there is no time for such nonsense.. Only magic u and i create.. together brother, always together..