A mismatched pair,
Bickering and grumbling
Like an old married couple,
Long grown weary from too many years sparring.
But this rainy Monday would be different;
Just this once,
I decided to look past the bleak landscape,
The dreary prospect of a soggy and stressful work day
After a weekend of sunshine bliss,
Just this once, I looked for the beauty.
I found it there,
In the monochrome sky,
Its subtle tones shifting in the light,
In the rhythmic patter of the falling rain.
I found it in the wet tree limbs glistening against the backdrop of the cloud-shrouded city,
My own personal Oz.
I found it in my heart
When I chose to see the opportunity
And not focus on the struggle.
One small choice,
Made for one beautiful day.