One of those days
When the sun
And your hair
Seem to be the same
Beam of light
And you can feel the
Calm
In between storms
Everything you see
An unashamed
Metaphor
For everything inside you
With dark clouds
All around
Thunder in the distance
And you can’t stop staring at
The one beam of light
And the hint of pale blue
Because you know
It could be
gone
any
second