a passing thought

[Philomela]

standing in the sunlight..
waiting for day's new rays to warm me..
watching the white vapor rising from the freshly rained streets..
i woke early this morn
to feel this..
almost anew..
like the passing storm washed me clean...
realizing that sometimes things get so petty ..
things get so drowned out..
feelings, words, perceptions..
does no one care for another anymore..?
just a passing thought on this..

 

[Phenomenon]

This is good, but sad...
Take the sadness away for me pls...