Sometime the morning fog
seems to last so long -
an indefinable, overwhelming blanket,
casting a somber spell.
Then cracks of delicious blue sky,
openings occur with greater frequency,
giving definition to every cloud.
The overcast thus takes it leave
pressed on by the momentum of the day,
naturally, easefully, gracefully,
and the winds trumpet the transformation,
freeing the radiance of the sun,
unmasking the brilliance of the boundless sky.