Summerain

The Super Cells in the Oklahoma sky at mid-afternoon seem wholesome, in place, an integral occurence that is almost soothing when not a complete site to behold. Perhaps that is why I could laugh as I ran last nite, amongst the flashes of lightining and the horizontal rain that soaked me thru. I ran and laughed because I am a part of it as well..I am disambigual, no longer a placeless entity caught up in the motion of a sparse existence. They ask me, (students and faculty) where I am from?, where is home? I want so much to tell them, with a soft tonal surety that; I Am Home.