February Gray

February Gray The weather and my mood, dismal as KING 5’s Headline News reports of politics, war and a cold rain forecast for tomorrow, makes me take a break from TV or staring out the window at gray Seattle skies to take a walk down on the waterfront. Only 5PM, yet pier 62 dock lights are already on, pale and heatless halos of dimness in the hard as iron air slowing everything down. Dark waves caress the seawall, rolling rhythms of shushing silence murmuring me to wonder, When was the last time we whispered? Suddenly, as if a dream could control weather, the sky brightens. Beams of soft sunlight, glowing rays from a blue lip on the horizon, radiate a warmth felt on my face. I smile for the first time this day, as wet forecasts and despairing news recede with the setting sun.