As heavy as the rain was, we didn’t see it til the lightning struck. It was a ghostly sheet against the sky. Rain almost enough to fill the canyon below. All the more striking for the blue sky behind it. A turn in any other direction would show a clear sky. It was just in this one spot that the fury was located. I stood and watched the whole show and wondered. Wondered at all beyond my ability to control. To even guess at. The ability to just let go and accept.