Memorial Day Redux.

I remember a time and place when the winds blew and the thunder pounded. The skies darkened and opened up their souls upon the merriment of the humans. I sat there in the rain and shivered. Join me now in that memory, put yourself in my thoughts. Return to the crashes and heavy droplets. Let me stand with a brave woman and see if lightning can strike again. Be my rod, then would all truly be divining.