A Rainy Day

I was just thinking about how you can look at the same thing in completely different ways depending on your current mood or situation.

One day, two pairs of eyes.
The gray sky screams that the sun’s not out.
My doubts, fears, and anxieties amplified,
The clouds cry my own tears
And movement moves to a halt
As even my thoughts are stalled.
No flight for my mind
As the song of the birds is stilled
And the repetition of incessant rhythms on the pavement
Reminiscent of current stagnation
Take me deeper into stillness

One day, two pairs of eyes
The gray sky sings a calming song
My strong heart is complimented by a mild wind
The clouds drop fruit to celebrate that they live
And the day borrows energy that I lend
For I am a cup that does not empty
My mind sings songs to the birds
As they sit still, filled with appreciation
And the repetition of incessant rhythms on the pavement
Intertwines with the patterns of my constant movement
And I fall deeper into her stillness