A gloomy day is only overcast, dimly lit and sad. Why does the gloom bring sadness, I wonder?
Sadness when sunless..
On these days, I wish I could lighten and float and be caught up into the wind--rising and rising until, at last, I am above the cloud barrier. Therein I'd rest upon.
Way up there, where good weather is neverending, above the storms and turmoil and sadness.
And when the storm passes or clouds dissipate, I float back down in a gentle, peaceful state. Still with the sun as my feet bare on the ground. With feet bare and eyes cast to the sky, I am sound.
And when the sun is no more, if a being takes its place, I'll still be there, watching, lasting joy upon my face.

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