The Storm

A few hours ago an amazing storm run above us.


Every time the storm is dancing behind our windows I feel so strong feelings:


trust in our Lord, gratefulness, awe, diminutiveness, admiration, amazement...


... I want to wash what is ugly in me...


...so that the rainbow can shine for me...


The storm is comming.
(Those with a fantasy can see a "storm creature" formed from clouds - :))) he is holding a big thunder hammer in his hand, but unfortunately, his head is not included in the photo... )


The rainbow at the end...

... and the storm is leaving finally.

PS: These days one can be so thankful, when the rain does not cause floods...

How do you feel about storms?

4 komentáre:

GlorV1 povedal(a)...

That is some storm. I love your art.

illustration poetry povedal(a)...

the pic with the rainbow at the end is beautiful!

nollyposh povedal(a)...

i love storms because we never get enough rain x

lillalotta povedal(a)...

.... In utter awe. We love the changing weather here in the mountains. The storms are a m a z i n g! Sitting at the window ( or in it! )