On These Cloudy, Overcast Days

On these cloudy, overcast days
The grey flows down from above like rain
Pouring over and seeping deep within
All that can be seen
From the tallest buildings in the heart of downtown
To the fields and trees lining the windswept interstate

The mind wanders
And with it
The unfolding events of the afternoon
Stumbling through the thin daylight
Searching
For any familiar sign
A color burst from a tree still holding tight to it’s foliage
Or the delicate precision of a migrant flock of patterned geese

There is always beauty to be found
Here in this world we inhabit
On days of clear, blue skies
Just the same as
On these cloudy, overcast days