The rays, invisible yet showing at the same time…the innermost feelings of a human.
Invisible, unable to be seen, yet showing at the same time through expression. True intentions and feelings will never be known, yet, like the sun, there are different ways to express it.
Lighting the entire world; yet never getting close enough to understand exactly how it works.
The earth, like a man, often has clouds covering it all, but different kinds of clouds. Sometimes fluffy, like the sidetracking thought of the mind, sometimes more serious. The earth gets poured on by rain, other times, tunneled by tornadoes. A flurry of emotions, a flurry of storms pummeling; yet, in a seeming paradox, it’s a tropical paradise, pleasing to everyone; while to others it’s bitter and cold-hearted.
Love, the feeling inside, the rush of happiness, seeing a rainbow.
The visual of the rainbow flowing through the sky, the same feeling of happiness and content. Knowing that everything in the world is perfect, and even though the rain persists, that rainbow is there, that wonderful shimmering of light in the sky.
The morning after a rain, where the smell lingers in the air of the moist, and the sun shines, with the worms on the ground still happy, happy in their last hours.
A summer day, sitting under a tree, even if it’s boiling hot; the shade provides relief and content just alike knowing you may have nailed the big meeting, or a test went well. That rush of relief, that rush of cool, metaphorically represented throughout our time on earth.
Sunshine melts over the clouds, and makes them disappear.
Sunshine in life brings a golden light to the bad, the golden light that makes the clouds disappear, and the rain go away….
And sometimes there may be dry lightning, shooting in through the light, but it goes away.