… Dark as the world of man, black as our loss—
Still Falls The Rain–Edith Sitwell
Waking up to the 6th consecutive day of gray and rainy sky is not my cup of tea. The forecast calls for an improved weather with partly to completely cloudy sky and a mere 10-60% chance of rain/thunderstorm (instead of 100% chance) for the coming week. Yaaaak…Me don’t like the rain!
Suddenly this defeat.
The blues gone gray
And the browns gone gray
A terrible amber…
I have been easy with trees
Too familiar with mountains.
Joy has been a habit.
If the weather persists, soon I must
Make me a picture of the sun —
So I can hang it in my room —
And make believe I’m getting warm
When others call it “Day”!
Make me a picture of the sun–Emily Dickinson
I know and believe in that joy is a state of mind. At the end of a productive -whether sunny or sunless- day; proud of oneself, one lays asleep peacefully, bearing a contented smirk. On the other hand, when something unpleasant happens, the sunniest day becomes dark and gray…
The Sun is gay or stark
According to our Deed.
If Merry, He is merrier —
If eager for the Dead
Or an expended Day
He helped to make too bright
His mighty pleasure suits Us not
It magnifies our Freight
The Sun is gay or stark–Emily Dickinson
Still without the Sun everything loses its glamor and nothing or no one is at its,his or her best. Sun brightens our souls, widens our horizons and plants hope in our hearts…
Had I not seen the Sun
I could have borne the shade…
Had I not seen the Sun–Emily Dickinson
For now, I must bear the rain and the clouds. Although my knitting has tremendously benefited from these sunless days, penned at the house in escape of the rain, still…
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary…
No worries though, there is always hope if one does not concentrate on the negative side of things and accept one’s fate…
… Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
The Rainy Day–Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
However, being an optimist, I always must try to
look for the silver lining
whenever cloud appears in the Blue
remember somewhere the sun is shining…
so, always look for the silver lining
and try to find the Sunny side of life
Now, I read the forecast as 40-90% chance of Sun mixed with rain and clouds.
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