Sunny Rain

The sunny shine, rains sunny lies,

And never a sunny day,

This wet Sun, not a cloud outside

I say, I trust, it must be Opposite Day

For there must be reason, I must wonder

How the sky, an upside tundra, howl thunder

And gravity is brief, now I float in space

There is somehow levity in grief, for my heart does not race

These things are strange, strange are things these

That tundras fill the skies, and skies fill the seas

And what woe means, means less entirely

For rain is sunny, and sunny rain, does so remarkably

But how these things come to be I am not one who can say

It must be a special day, a day of opposites, today