Soar

Gray skies. Howling wind. Swirling, churning drama. Rays of light, faint but there... Stronger still.


So easy to just sit here and watch the clouds roll across the sky. The colors change, the light heals the spirit. Bring on the new day!

 My sun is playing peek-a-boo with me. Just delightful.




"As long as you keep a person down, some part of you has to be down there to hold him down, so it means you cannot soar as you otherwise might."
~ Marian Anderson