right now

it is thundering
and i am about to go snuggle in my bed
and listen to the rain pitter patter
until i fall asleep.
my belly is full of naan (bread)
and water
and i am going over all the events
that happened today.
and marveling at the Lord's creation
the different settings.
and everything i saw.
the scenery.
the passengers on the train.
the beggers.
the hungry.
the students coming back from the university.
the men and women returning to their families
from their long days at work.
the cities,vellore and chennai,
that are bustling with people
with lives and families
and hopes and dreams
and pasts and futures.
these cities that are trying
to continue on towards something.
but is it really going forward?
towards something with meaning?
towards something of hope?
towards truth?
something that redeems?
something that is everlasting
even after this life?
that answer might keep me up
longer than expected
listening to the thunder and rain.