warmth.

i sat there for awhile
basking in the ray that simply found me
alone in my car
thinking about boxes
and signatures
and other adult matters

i was driving
fast
with slight swerves
and teary eyes
and a hollow feeling
in the pit of my stomach

i'd been thinking about god
and light
and love
and how it had been a really long time
since i'd heard from him
or felt the sort of peace
that surpasses all understanding

i was listening to iron and wine —
crying and singing
and sobbing some, too
which made me wonder if my eye makeup was making a mess
of my face

i was a mile from work
where I would park my car
and do one final mirror-check —
for out of place mascara
or tear stains
…maybe both

but as i sat at that red light
i didn’t notice the man on the corner
with “help feed a homeless vet” written on cardboard
i know he was there. he always is
but today, i looked up —
at a dreary sky
and at puffy clouds that seemed content to remain
in their lofty home
and as i cried and sang
“so let the sun rise bring hope where it once was forgotten”
the clouds made a little window
and poured sunlight
enough to warm my face.