A Rhapsody in Blue

Once the storm has passed,

The air is crisp and alive,

The sky washed clean of darkness,

Full of hope. 

My soul feels the same,

Somehow stronger for weathering the storm,

Always looking for the beauty,

The light,

A rhapsody in blue weaving a melody of gratitude around my heart. 


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