On cold winter nights—
like rain on a warm spring eve—
a ray of sunshine.
Comforting
Start doing
It’s wishful thinking,
to die looking at the sun;
live like you’re dying.
The gift that keeps on giving
Defining moments,
of miraculous events,
a series; nature.
Sun salute
Mellow on the eyes,
some yellow on the sidewalks,
telling sign of spring.
Off day
Slightly lopsided,
as the mind of a human,
shadowy, nature.
The Chaos Within 