The sky decides to stay

pushes darkness

to shine light

right into the soul

yet, the heart being what it is

asks for more

yearns for evening tea times

walk in the parks

customary questions

of howdoyoudos and whatdoyoudos

small island of smaller joys

built on steady work

silent anguish

is solid yet…..

hope grows

feeding on itself

need and fear

balance themselves out

the sky then is an enigma

ways of the world

are stranger than life itself

not to speak of the heart!!!