Ode to Neutrality

by A. Lo’vhenas

Why is it that

rain is the sister of depression?

How come

the sun is the emblem of joy? 

Raindrops are tears from the sky

and the grey

is like mind-fog,

vast and heavy;

while the gold of the sun

and its brilliant light

bring warmth,

delight and ease.

Yet isn’t it true

that life ends on sunny days, too,

and that water

is the one to cleanse our stains?

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