Above the Storm

When you’re in the middle of a storm it’s a dark, ugly, lonely, turbulent place. But when you’re out of it and can have some clarity; you view that storm from a different perspective. 
It’s still the same storm-whipping, spinning and spiraling in all directions. Not stopping. 
Except you’re above it now. 
It’s merely a dance. 
A beautiful colorful tranquil dance! 
I painted with metallics, acrylic and gold leaf.