I noticed the repetitious cycle of negative thoughts
I was dwelling in,
and looked up to see
a flock of birds swirling majestically
across a blue and white sky.
the cotton-woolness of the clouds above me
that turned into lines and layers of shimmering whiteness,
will have a proper name.
the blueness of the sky
changed from left to right.
To the left, its depth was navy,
yet barely perceptible through its white duvet cover.
To the right, bold and bright
royalness gleamed fully through specks of clouds.
and looked up.
© 15 October 2012