Shanghai Sun

Light slinking out from behind an adverse cloud, 

The profundity of morning, encased in dust,

The dust of memory, inertia, promise, delay;

Blown asunder by the echoing winds of the sea.

 

Hiding behind a grey cover,

Rain seeps in, cajoling, tempting,

Washing away the smog of idleness,

Darkness returns, to reframe the day.