First Storm Chase

Under skies, folded
in thirds and thirds
again by God's great
hand --- suddenly
humbled by His size
and Texas. How
big both are --- eyelids
skinned back in the
wind as I scan the
clouds for trouble ---
none this day. Don't think
they'll shut again,
these eyes that took in
her first storm chase ---
confronted fear and
watched the Master
paint beauty in the
expanse above. =]

(c) 2010, Karla Dorman (3/24, late)