wind from the east
October 3, 2014
There is a strange feeling in the Austin air now. Air that has potential. That has power that could erupt, or not.
A wind was blowing hard from the west.
Blowing so hard, it was difficult to put a cigarette out in a deep ashtray without sparks blowing up and away on that wind.
Lightning lighting up the sky light gray instead of hard storm gray or night black.
Whispers of rain in the air, not hitting, but threatening and promising. “I am coming.”
Lightning. Wind. Promises of rain. Sparks stopped hanging. Wind stopped blowing. Lightning – froze.
Then the wind shifted.
Now it’s blowing from the East.
Picking up power.
I am used to wind from the west here.
I don’t know wind from the east.