Small glimpse

It is the middle of the day, Outside it's as dark as the witching hour.
I just love living where I do the trees outside make me feel like I live in a forest.
As the lightening flashes across the sky I can see the trees and their outlines.
It goes quiet outside, deadly quiet between the flashing of lightening, the roaring of the thunder there are small gimpses.
Like my everyday life the darkness surrounding me, feeling like I am getting pulled down into an abyss. There is always the small flashes of light, I do not know why but I always seem to miss them, I did not even know they happened til I sat here thinking of the outline of the trees as the lightening dances across the sky .
The silver lining, the glimpse of life, of light at the end of the tunnel.
They say before every storm there is a calm, and after the rain comes sunshine, I like to think that after the rain the sun shines through spraying us with the colours of life in the form of a rainbow, I want to find the end of that rainbow so it can colour my life so there is no darkness, hold onto the brightness of life when you start to feel the calm before the storm.
Let it rain down on me, with all the glory life has to offer.