For all the dangers, hazards & disasters that the storm brings.
I can't find it in myself to hate it.
The life that the clouds show through bursts of light & astounding loudness. The way that it feels as though it's trying to reach the earth below it. The roaring energy of the heavens that is said to be the will of God. It's alluring to me.
Its nature & its mystery, its message & its art, it calls to me. It lures me into the heart of its wake waiting to show its destruction.













