If I Was…then wouldn’t that be beautiful?

The sun peaks behind clouds

and the rain falls

as softly as rain can on days like this.

These are my days.

Where my hand

spreads across the sky.

I let my tears fall.

The sky may be clearing,

yet surprised and baffled you

see my sunny smile

warming your face.

And I feel it all.

The sadness, the joy,

in equal measure.

I am those days

where the sky rains,

yet the sun shines.

I am the conundrum

all humans have experienced,

at one time or another.

And that scientists have explained,

but the world still

does not understand.

And maybe I could bridge the gap.

Maybe I could let you see

only one emotion at a time.

Yet my whole body and mind seem incapable of allowing this to happen.

If I was a part of the sky

that is so big, so vast, so beautiful.

This would be me.

This would be all of me.