WEATHER LIKE THIS

A rainy day
of dark and pewter skies
tarnished silver
gives me permission
to relish the brooding;
and should the sunlight
fall through the rotting clouds
tinsel thin streams of glory
or paint on just one side
spotty, the wet trees,
then I can consider
babies that smile broadly
at secret causes --
at so little.

Knowledge comes with loss
and wisdom with discovery.