I like sunny days and the outdoors. But I like how I’m cozy in my quilts before I awake and greet the day much more.
And a storm, just like quilts, blankets the sky and shrouds the world in sanctuary.
Storms rain rejuvenation, cools the hot-headed, unwinds the stressed and soothes the troubled soul.
Bring me the lightning flash and thunderous roar.
It calls to me, like a choir calls to its congress, that all chaos, no matter how violent, will be conquered, and will return to calm.