Wednesday, June 8, 2011
If only I could bottle up the sweet essence of damp foliage and flowers, warm air and turbulent clouds I would. And I'd send everyone a bottle to open and to release the sacchariferous breeze contained inside. And if I could capture the harmonious sound of the heavy rain calmly falling about the Earth and the rumbling thunder, I'd send it to everyone as well. And if I could catch a bright white and purple-hued strike of lightning, I'd put it in a jar.
And then I would mail it out to all the people who are not mesmerized by thunderstorms.