The Perfect Storm

Can you paint the picture of a beautiful storm? There's more than what meets the eye, more than the norm. Imagine out of sunshine and clear skies and birds singing, all of a sudden you hear thunder raging, and it peaks your interest so you get up and look, only to reveal the Sun and clouds are not even shook. The birds are still praising this very moment, so you're lost and confused about the weathering torment. Meditating in the rays of fiery bright orange, awaiting a lightening bolt of purple, while watching the clouds go black, but the energy hasn't yet shifted, so I took a spiritual journey and got spiritually lifted. As I sent out the energy of love to get love throughout all universe, the rain started to patter then from a patter to a splatter, and with my eyes closed I could feel the rain pouring inside of me. I felt the drops of blues and reds, greens, and yellows all vibrating my chakras, reaching me on all different levels. The urge inside said run outside so your feet touches the Earth and your crown reaches the skies. So you'll feel all of the hues purposely on purpose, not being trapped in an ordinary rain, this rain, no you want this. So I rush to the door to see blue skies, black clouds, and a softened sultry red Sun. Listening to birds still glorifying and sending up worship. So, can you paint a perfect storm, when a storm it really wasn't, just a time out from this world. A beautiful distraction for a small moment, a moment of peace, and healing full of tears and love. If you had listened to this storm, there's no way you could've missed it. All of the clarity within turmoil. God was speaking different.