Just Write

'it's a blog, not heart surgery, just write in it.'

...who says i wouldn't write on a heart?

This could be one of those days when the weather alone is reason enough to write. When the wind and rain whisper secrets through the trees tempting me to join their conversation. Where the lightning displays her wit, never failing to amuse the thunder pursuing her. His laughter shaking all around him in appreciation. They're beautiful together. And finally the clouds, always the first to arrive and last to leave, within whose domain our guests hold their conference.

& so my fingers relent to sate their request. In that moment the whispering dies down, the lightning and thunder move elsewhere to play, the sun is allowed a glimpse of the goings on and I am left with silence to contemplate my words.