Early in the morning dark on the Lentz Farm with no lights I stood alone and watched distant lightning and how the clouds were illuminated from the inside like amber and cotton and it reminded me of putting my hand over a flashlight and seeing the blood glow and veins when I was a kid.

Thoughts raced through my head.

Standing there half dreaming.

A wind moved through the high tree tops and their rustling leaves to closed eyes sounded like a waterfall.

When I opened my eyes the sky was filled will thousands of flickering lightning bugs. It was so beautiful I wanted to make a wish.

Then after a few moments, I did.