The sun is shining high,

the scene is beauty amplified,

and everything is not okay;

among the serene there

is the despair stirring and

the heavy wonder about

what might have been.

 

Birds flying and landing

on trees with the breeze

soft in the afternoon;

and life is rising as the mood

dives with the leaves that

fall in anticipation of the 

coming days without you.

 

The sky is a blue painting 

hovering above the scene,

enclosing the world entire;

but below there are the shadows

and the agony of life’s retreat

that will not be moved by sun, 

breeze, or temporary blue. 

 

5/1/2020