Yadi Yadi Yadda
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Floridian Summernoon
The sky is black and threatening.
The rumble fills my ears.
the wind is getting frisky,
as I wait for it to near.
The air is quite oppressive.
Once again it drags its feet.
And I alone am waiting,
anticipating, expecting, a repeate.
Lightning flashes, bright and hurried,
across the Florida sky.
And jostles the world around me,
illuminating seconds, that rock the day goodbye.
I sit and drink the moment,
with my old friend the earth.
And feel refreshed, renewed,
while enjoying its worth.
as I wait for it to near.
The air is quite oppressive.
Once again it drags its feet.
And I alone am waiting,
anticipating, expecting, a repeate.
Lightning flashes, bright and hurried,
across the Florida sky.
And jostles the world around me,
illuminating seconds, that rock the day goodbye.
I sit and drink the moment,
with my old friend the earth.
And feel refreshed, renewed,
while enjoying its worth.
They call it liquid sunshine.
I call it a storm.
Who needs sunshine always,
that would only make it norm.
Yet, every afternoon, is packed with excitement,
the show varies in size.
Sometimes it lasts forever,
sometimes its over like a sigh.
And every perfect evening will offer,
the promise of the moon.
Sometimes like an expecting mother,
all rounded and full.
Or just barely a sliver of light,
that shines ever so cool. Which happens to be my favorite.
I call it a storm.
Who needs sunshine always,
that would only make it norm.
Yet, every afternoon, is packed with excitement,
the show varies in size.
Sometimes it lasts forever,
sometimes its over like a sigh.
And every perfect evening will offer,
the promise of the moon.
Sometimes like an expecting mother,
all rounded and full.
Or just barely a sliver of light,
that shines ever so cool. Which happens to be my favorite.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Two miles and still pushing for more.
There must of been a storm out there today, somewhere way out at sea. Because the ocean was coughing up all kinds of stuff. The sand was littered with these little yellow egg shells, lots and lots of jellyfish, dead crabs, shells galore. one underdeveloped sand dollar and one headless starfish. 
We pushed ourselves today. It was a little taxing but needful. I kept praying Lord please help me make it. I tell you, sometimes you just have to put one foot in front of the other, even if you are going against the wind, and it looks like a storm is brewing. I kept praying Lord please stay the storm till we are safe back in the car. And he did.
I love storms, but after loosing Eddie to a storm, well I like them a lot more when I'm in a safe place. Florida is the lightning capitol of the world, and one must learn to respect this. The beach, is definitely not the place to be when it storms. Well, the storm never came and I hope to have a good nights rest tonight.
