A heavy day

The rain didn’t stop today,

and the skies are more gray than their usual blue.

It lacks depth,

there’s no dimension up there today

And the rain falls slowly

From the gray.

Lush,

pine green trees

stand beautifully underneath,

with brown trunks supporting the foliage.

A seagull passes through my vision,

rather quickly.

The rain hasn't stopped today,

but life still grows,

and birds are flying.

And I,

Await.

The clouds are not dark,

yet they are heavy

And gray.

I am heavy,

and gray.

The wind

sends a light chill through my body.

My chest tightens,

my mind wanders.

“Lord”

I whisper from within.

“Pray”

My spirit beckons.

“Thank you Lord” — from deep inside, a still voice — I respond

The sky is gray,

heavy

but the rain is light.

I breathe in

Truly, a gifted breath.