Lightning Crashes

I was really down this morning. I went for a hard run in a thunderstorm. I had disparaging thoughts like how a lightning strike would be quick intense heat and pain before you die vs. the ashes of a love-broken heart smoldering your whole life. But it turned into a good run. Pounding rain. Branches and leaves, pulling at me. My sorrow stripped away. I could see clear in the rain. Just Love. Period. That is more than required to find happiness.