Thunder rolls overhead as if on wings. It takes nothing back – and it gives nothing in and of itself. It fills a vacuum, speaks louder than rain, and provides a voice for otherwise silent clouds. Yet the waters of heaven have a longer song to sing, for the grass is greener from their embrace. Petals turn to fruit given time, and even the clouds shield earth from the sun.

Though, in thunder’s emptiness – those pauses between light and rain – there is music. In the shadow of the clouds cries a melody of ancient rites and psalms the entire creation can understand. Planes echo the majestic roar of wind being siphoned into a wild cry, but truly nothing can quite mimic it. The beauty envelopes my mind during a rainstorm to where it almost hurts to breathe.

However, that beauty is also a breeding ground of danger. Tornadoes, cyclones, hurricanes may send their harbinger before them, allowing the world a moment to realize the soon to be destruction. The sudden downpour of water washing out a field,

I think some memory relates a great deal to thunder. There are vacuums in our mind which need to make ‘sense’, to ascribe a voice to the shapeless clouds for which we have no true name. Whereas some vacuums fill with innocent words- as in the conspiracy that Berenstain was ever Bernstein – some lightning strikes are full of pain. Pain so sharp that even the idea is a blank no amount of noise can constitute.

This is not a long winded thunder trail, Those rumblings through my mind, moments I can only see myself running from, never being in, are not for dwelling in yet. Such is the wild dance of ‘what if’ which bridges fear from the past to the present quicker than a rain can drop from heaven.

Yet.

Love and bravery are both action filled emotions. You rise to brave the tempest so as to protect that which you love. Even if it means allowing the clouds to break, the sun to wither, so that strength rises from weakness – for there is music in the thunder.

for they who dream of riding in the clouds, thus making cities of light and distance a reality – if only for a moment.