An Eye on the Sky

By Mark Reamer


I lay myself down last night to the steady sound of rainfall upon my windowpane. It wasn’t a harsh storm with winds and hail, lightning flashes arcing across the darkened sky accompanied by the frequent clap of thunder. It was a good solid spring rain. By morning some electricity had moved in. There was a little thunder and lightning. I guess a transformer got struck somewhere or something. The electricity went out for a few hours anyway. It’s still raining. The electricity has moved on, the deluge has lightened in intensity somewhat. It’s still coming down steady though. This is what is kno