on a day
full of gray
the sun
failing to sparkle
to fill with warmth
and the happy
we chase
clouds scuttling
fast and furious
across a landscape
and behind
a window
a canvas
and an easel
standing ready
to capture
this story
in shades
of swirling silvers
and grays
and
incandescent
light
dipping a brush
into melancholy
a day crushing
with the weight
of exquisite
in seeing light
more like
a pearl
seeping through
the barrage
of dark
and reminded
many hearts
fragile today
and
emotions swirling too
because
stories broken
and the fiber
of feel good
missing
like the sun
and in looking
through
that window
a masterpiece
starring back
at me
because
despite
the bruising
from a world
aching
so full of scarcity
and longing
the not enough
catching breaths
and deflating lives
in the lack
there really is
beauty
and a purpose
to our lives
in these days
both sun-filled
and not
if we but look
and pausing
to look beyond
into the mystery
of Glory
showing up
all the time
there it is