The Lightning The Hawk and The Rainbow

During the rainy season, late afternoon, in a dense tropical jungle, a group of 5 best friends play horse shoes, drink beer, and smoke kind bud, after a noble day of labor.  The clouds mosey quickly through the valley in front of them.  The friends are at the edge of a flatspot that drops off to an old growth rain forest. The tops of ancient trees meet them at eye level.  A warm rain falls steadily.  Thunder roars consistently, sometimes close, sometimes far, always echoing off the mountain.

Two bolts of lightning rip across the valley from opposite directions and meet at the center creating an explosion.  Simultaneously a majestic Hawk swoops down from somewhere crossing all of their fields of vision.  Hawk lands in a tree about 25 feet above forcing the group to watch.  Simultaneously, beside the Hawk, a broad section of sky opens to blue, and a vivid, eloquent rainbow stretches wide, falling into the clouds on both ends.  Maybe 3 seconds have passed from lightning to rainbow.  Hawk matter-of-factly peers down at the group.  Rain continues to fall in the Valley.   

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