Deluge

The rain came down very angry last night. It was almost as if it was yelling at the world. The thunder screamed and the lightening blazed. It made the humans calm down. We cannot be more volatile than Mother Nature. She will strike us down hard and fast. As I laid in bed, listening to the sounds of a storm, I realized that the louder the volume, the stiller I was. I just wanted the storm to blow through, do whatever damage it had to do and let the next day be calmer. We can pick up the damage the next day. The storm is a metaphor for the past week.