Uneasy

The sky is listless today
as though it cannot decide what to do with itself.
The air is confused-
first warm as the sun shines brightly
then cool as the thick, white clouds float in
dimming the light.

It is as one who cannot determine his heart
whether to love or refrain
speak or be silent,
who cannot decide whether he longs for
the gleaming sun of day
or the lonely, tranquil moon.

The sky is listless today.