May has been a rainy old month so far this end and I am for one am looking forward to some late Spring sunshine! Yesterday as I returned from my run it began to rain and it felt almost as if the sky was expressing its grief for the last 18 months and I began to write!

Sky News

The sky tipped out its spleen of grief upon the late Spring dawn

It scattered buds like strained tea leaves, cast tears upon sad lawn

To let the loss be shed and tossed outside brought instant healing

The world has had a crazy ride, the sky can’t hold all feelings

“Bring back the sun” said everyone, the light is what we’re seeking

“I will” dear human honey-buns, when all the loss stops leaking

For you and I, like Father Sky are processing deep shifting

Soon Light will glimmer through our eyes…