5-23-26

This morning I arrived at the park as a strong rainstorm was just starting.

Now a short time has passed and I get to compose myself in the peace of the afterstorm.

My inner turmoil will not end, but its’ power is always stalled by the natural world.

People nowhere to be found, birds and small animals very busy.

The trees dance in the breeze, they were strengthened by storms and droughts.

There is a message here:

Believe in simplicity, trust that opportunity will always come.

Waiting for the rain to start or for it to end, it always will.

Every reality becomes a faded memory.

Stepping back and seeing the big picture will keep me in balance.