The Rooftop

When i remember the greatest things in life i remember the rooftop. To sit and watch the world go by. To smell the post rain air.The idea that you are hidden from the world perched on top so high.To see a loving first caress. Or a wrenching final kiss. The roof is where i first really felt my fears. I first really dreamed my dreams.And hidden from a strangers view is where i first saw you. I never spoke a word to you. You never knew i saw. I watched for an eternity. I saw you come and go. As for what your name is , i am sure I'll never know.

Nature in motion

There is a mystical beauty behind the thrill of the sound of a distant thunder storm.The slowly building rumble. Growing ever closer and more apparent. The electrons building in the atmosphere creating that slight tingle just under your skin.
Your heart speeds as the storm builds in strength. Ever closer and more exciting. The air pressure changes and you feel the change in every body part. Then the first streak of lightning comes, releasing the penned up energy back into the earth. You feel a sudden spike if physical stimuli. Suddenly the maximum release of natures own power and strength. The thunder crashes and you gasp.The lightning surrounds you like a blanket of silver light. You are over come by the greatness and energy of the world around you. Your senses are at their peek. And as fast as it started it has passed leaving a feeling of rejuvenation and renewal. A fresh start. A cool night. A beautiful breeze reminds you of soothing touch of nature.