The scent of summer

6:10, Black thunderclouds fill out the south east sky. Wasn't I awoken by the drumming sound of a downpour? Was it just in a dream? The newly mowed lawn is moist with morning dew, sending out the scent of summer; thick and stuffy yet bountiful, and somewhat addictive.
It may take some more time for the summer to dominate this archipelago. The typhoon that hit Shikoku the other day, seems to have changed the air system.
We tend to think that a typhoon is an independent entity which is born somewhere in southern ocean, makes its way to wherever it likes, gets run down and dies, playing havoc with human-populated places some time during its prime. But it's not. It is highly interdependent with its background, the total meteorological system, so much so that they cannot be separated from each other. It strongly affects the system and the system affects it back. This time it sucks in a cold air mass from north, which pressed the warm air in the Pacific Ocean back to south. We name it "typhoon" and treat it as if it was an object, only for our convenience. The reality is the typhoon and all the meteorological system are one.
Everything in this world is like this... including us. We may not be an independent existence. Perhaps you and me are the one to begin with. We need not even try to "think" that way, since it's the reality and fact whether we believe it or not. What we really need may be to feel and experience the fact that you and me and Nature are in the oneness. Close your eyes. Smell it. You are the scent of summer.