i wanted to be soft; like dew drops on top of wildflowers, silent; whispering; lonely; inviting instead i was hard; like thunder crying after lightening, (like our ancestors…) obnoxious (they said); too loud (they said); angry; suffering but after the deep, low rumbles of thunder; the suffering, was the bright, blinding lightening strikes; the cries, the hot tears then there was an opening, a clear sky; a meaning… the message, a crow cawing in the distance, “not everything is as…