An hour ago there was grey, visibility obscuring rain.
By the time I stepped out ( By secret pact) —
Only for me — came a little warm, damp sunlight.
Standing under a newly awakened, bright-leaved tree,
I looked up and saw the sun winking down at me.
A sparkle here, a glow amid the dappled dark – Kaleidoscopic –
Which made the soul sing for just a little while.