Cloudless Sky

Here's another post in the blog that so far has been about learning poetry forms.  Cloudless Sky  still doesn't meet the criteria for a Shakespearean sonnet.  I'll edit it when I figure out how to make the necessary changes:

CLOUDLESS SKY

If given the choice of a cloudless sky

or a rainy day and some time alone,

I’d be tempted to stay home, maybe cry

for time I’ve wasted, for things I have done.

Regrets abound. I tally rejections

until I’m awash in melancholy,

calling up times of painful desertions--

focusing all my attentions on me.

Clouds roll away and introspection flees.

Old sorrows disappear and losses fade

in the distance. New possibilities

lift my eyes and I recall when I prayed.     

      I see the depth of the pain in my past

      means sweeter peace when the Son shines at last.