Peeking

The sun was beautiful this morning,

peeking from behind the clouds,

with a sweet smile.

I smiled too,

for a moment,

peeking from behind my personal clouds,

seeing the sunlight sitting far above,

speaking of better days on the way.

The sky is grey,

for the most part,

but bits of blue are peeking through.

The sun and I are smiling,

because the sky is shining,

showing me the eyes of my beloved,

and I am hopeful,

peaceful.