“Clouds come floating into my life,
no longer to carry rain or usher storm,
but to add color to my sunset sky.”
The storms that drifted into my life lately have brought mist and rain. Considering we are in the middle of August that is not surprising. The rainy season is about to begin. Mushrooms are popping up everywhere, the first yellow leaves are falling to the ground…
The clouds have also brought colors into the sunset sky. Or is it that the sun is actually setting? By 10PM I need to switch on the lights to read. They were not needed during the earlier part of summer.
So I will consider Mr. Tagore’s advice and enjoy the colorful sunsets.
Rabindranath Tagore was an Indian poet, who won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1913.