Sometimes sunshine makes us feel bereft
Rain and shadowed clouds would suit our mood
When we are the warp without the weft
As if we are the pen and no ink’s left
As if we hunger yet there is no food
Sometimes sunshine makes us feel bereft
Our mind slows down and all we do is drift
Evil thoughts into the soul intrude
Like we are the warp without the weft
Let the eye and all its muscles rest
With wider focus we may cease to brood
Sometimes sunshine makes us feel bereft
Do not try with will power nor it test
Relaxation brings back knowledge of the good
We take it in like babies at the breast
We must not test the will but let it go
Trust the ocean and eternal flow
Sometimes sunshine makes us feel bereft
Sometimes sunshine brings its golden gifts
How my heart sings 
Thanks for caring, all is well so far. Here in Bavarian Siberia 🙂 we are used to deal with coldness. Best wishes, Michael
It sounds very cold but expect you’ve got the right clothing etc.
Katherine
Beautiful, Katherine! Thanks for sharing the enjoyment! Best wishes, Michael
I’m very glad you like it Michael thank you so much.
Katherine
You`re welcome, Katherine! I am reading your poems so often and reblog them, but but I thank you far too rarely for this pleasure. xx Michael
Well I am very pleased to hear that Michael thank you so much. I’m always glad to hear from you and hope that you’re doing well now that winter is coming
Kindest wishes
Karherine