Nature

It Touched My Spirit 
The low hung clouds in shades of gray, 
Announced another dreary day. 
The rain fell soft and silently, 
My spirit imploded immediately. 
The clouds began to part their ways 
Sunlight peeked through with golden rays 
Caught in the mist and changed the plight, 
Emblazoned with smallest prisms of light 
A rainbow broke the sullen day. 
It sent the sad gray clouds away. 
It touched my spirit and made it bright. 
Amazing what becomes of light! 
IlaMae Stucki (c) May 2012

It touched My Spirit