Storm Chaser

I chased a storm
Lined with bluest sky,
Fully aware of the danger.
Foolish
Some might call it,
Exciting;
The better word.
I’d rather stand
Under darkest clouds
Anticipating rain,
Than settle for a boring life
Protected
And inane.
But I have seen a flash of lightning
That sets the hearts of men alight,
Felt the wind
As warm carress,
Awaited
Fires burning bright,
Heard the thunder:
Joyous,
Loud.
I wish to stay
Beneath the clouds.