I love the scene of
Rain and shine together,
The clouds slightly part
And in pink & orange hues
I think when I saw
Those colors today,
It reminded me of that day in elementary,
After watching Sandlot
In the bungalow room,
It was so dark,
And everyone looked so gloomy in that blue lit
Space
But sandlot was still
one of my comfort movies
That made me think
About baseball and
Hoping to find friends that play
Around and talk about their interests
And idols like
The Great Bambino
We were left unfinished with the movie
In the portion of where The Beast
Was chasing after the kids
Leaving it at that scene takes me to now,
Where I am left chasing after my future self,
Asking if I am ever going to find that feeling of
Being balanced and stable
I take myself back to that memory,
And when we opened the blue door,
The pink and orange rain pitter pattered
On the dull cement
Even though those colors didn't last on the ground,
I was in awe to see these colors in midair
The sun came out at
Such an angle where it didn't blind my vision from
The clouds, it was enough shine and cloud
Ratio that was balanced, and these little droplets
Of sun perked the raw emotion of contentment
I felt the chaos and sadness of my grandma's passing,
my insecurities that pitter pattered and the peace
Of seeing an embodiment of shine ensued right within me,
A balance, and that same smile crept up
When I saw those colors at 7:38 in the
Morning
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Contentment
PoesiaContentment comes in all different forms; we get satisfied with what we are capable and incapable of doing in this life. These are the discoveries and little adventures I wanted to share with anyone who has ever felt lost and confused with finding t...
