It’s amazing what one little storm cloud can do outside of your window on a dark, clear night.
It looks innocent at first, actually kind of lonely. But little bursts of lightning seem to go a long way. They radiate the night for only a moment. These moments go on to be more moments.
For the onlooker, bewilderment makes them wonder, “Are these bursts of energy from good or from evil?” “Does it have to be one or the other?” “Do they make a person want to work through the storms of life, or simply stay in place keeping them from reaching the other side?” It seems as though it’s a thing of beauty seeing something so powerful come from something so small and lonely, especially when you wonder in the back of your mind if you’re your own storm cloud.
Will it always be there to give a little light? Or is it what’s keeping the night from finding peace.