i'm sitting out on a patch of grass on Northside, with a
bright blue, beautiful sky
a Sun so warming and comforting
and breeze so gentle it invites me.
and i am happy.
and i thank God.
but then the clouds.
they come and block me from attaining the Sun's
comfort and warmth
and turns the breeze chilly and hostile.
can i still be happy?
can i still thank God?
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