Storm

Storms are beautiful. Though sometimes they scare the living daylights out of me, I can't help but find the beauty in it all. Thunderstorms are powerful, majestic things. I mean think about it; winds making the trees dance and wave, thunder that claps and rips the sky, lighting that tears through the air and kisses the earth. Such power that is uncontrollable is almost... humbling. Humans seem to be obsessed with gaining power. But back to the thunderstorm: I find it amazing when I watch the rain fill the atmosphere to where you can't see anything past fifty feet from you. It's like I'm standing before this massive power, this thing that is so much greater than me, yet I'm not scared. I do not have to show it respect or reverence because it isn't living. It isn't living yet it seems so alive.


... Yeah I know I'm getting all poetic and weird. Like those modern art people who look at a beat up piece of metal and are brought to tears at it's beauty. But I do think that storms are majestic. Plus it can make for some beautiful pictures. Probably the best time to take a picture is right after a storm right before dusk. :)