One day, something very old
happened again. The green
came back to the branches,
settling like leafy birds
on the highest twigs;
the ground broke open
as dark as coffee beans.

The clouds took up their
positions in the deep stadium
of the sky, gloving the
bright orb of the sun
before they pitched it
over the horizon.

It was as good as ever:
the air was filled
with the scent of lilacs
and cherry blossoms
sounded their long
whistle down the track.
It was some glad morning.

~ Joyce Sutphen

Currently, I’m following the blog, First Sip. This small gem emphasizes life through the inspirations in which it was created. Its daily influx of quotes, poems and advice, deems my reading experience a pleasure. This poem, titled Some Glad Morning, recalls my mood’s relationship to the weather. It’s odd. When the sun prances, my mood follows. When rain falls, somehow, my mood emulates the weather. I know…in my first post ever on this blog, I said that “attitudes are contagious.” Deeply pondering over this idea, my conscience shares that weather is the world’s most influential attitude.

So, I am on summer vacation. I hope for limitless sun, countless hours of light, and ample sounds of bliss.