flying to eastern washington | storm emergent
stormfinder
—
out there
when you are
storm comes
wind bound
rain cast
force driven
I go there
see that
love that
into the heart
of storm
unknown
swirling
whirl, into
the soul
of the whorl
I go there
will be
there, in
the eye
of it.
—-
11000 ft. south central washington | tsg