Storm

Suddenly the Sky became Gray, the Sun disappear. A strong wind is blowing all things around me. I open the door, the windows, I let this wind came and touch my face and my body. I’m waiting for the rain. I already hear the thunders. This will be a real storm. And I will let everything open, I will take off my shoes, and I will receive this rain in a state of grace. This storm is nothing if I compare with the storm and openness inside me.