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The Wind

The sky was black, with thick, fast-moving clouds. I looked up and felt the first few large drops of rain hit my face. They were cold, ice-cold. This storm was brewing up to be a wicked one. I smiled, I loved storms, especially wild ones that had lots of wind. The more thunder, lightening and wind the better I liked it. Loved it in fact! They have never scared me, I get excited and full of energy. I feel like I can do anything!

An occluded mesocyclone tornado (Oklahoma, May...
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I hear the first far away rumblings of the thunder. See far off flickering of lightning. The rain gets heavier, the skies darker. The huge clouds starting to swirl and twist. I see the first tell-tale signs of a tornado forming. In the back of my mind was the warning of friends and family. They were telling me if I wasn’t careful I would be swept up in one of my storms. I hear the warnings, but I take no heed of them. I feel the rush of emotion, the excitement. I almost feel like I am a part of the wind, that if I could just rise up and join the wind I would be were I belong.

I’m not sure where I am right now, and don’t really care. My only instinct is to run towards the wind. I see the tornado form and get closer to the earth. It can’t be too far off. I hear the wailing’s of the wind, like a steam engine. The rain is beating hard on my head, but I hardly feel it. My heart is pounding in my chest, my breath labored after my run. I see the tornado move closer to where I wait. It zig zags, but heads right at me. I laugh with the sheer joy of it all!

I stand still, my body swaying in the wind. My breath caught in the beauty of what I am witnessing. The huge black funnel cloud is just yards away. I lift my arms up, like a child to its mother. My smile one of joy and acceptance. I feel the wind lift me up. I can hardly believe how light I feel. Higher and higher I go into the wind. I don’t feel any pain, just the love of the wind. Feelings of home. The tornado embraces me, wrapping around me like a mothers arms. I am where I knew I should be. I am home, again.

Author:

I enjoy reading, writing, and painting. I love animals and at present have one dog (Sam) and 2 cats (brother and sister, Notwen and Pouncer). I've lived in various places in the USA and now in Canada. I've always enjoyed watching life and people and have developed an appreciation for it all. My outlook is sometimes out of the normal.... but that's what makes things so interesting! I am always interested in the opinions of others. Everyone has their own outlook and it's always worthwhile to listen! http://tobreatheistowrite.com

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