The sky after rain
I have no idea why I keep looking up, at the sky today. Perhaps it's because it reminded me of something. Something I couldn't quite put into words. Something I sensed but was unable to identify. It's 4:42 in the afternoon. The sky began to change. As is often the case when the heart is peaceful but not quite at peace, I became aware of it while doing nothing specific, simply sitting by my window and allowing the time to pass. A feeling that stirred beneath the surface, just enough to make me pause. The light went white. Like thoughts swarming in my mind, the clouds gathered together.
