Yellow

The world was yellow today. For a brief flicker between now and opportunity, it sparked in front of our eyes. We were there. As we drowned, as we let go, we saw the hopelessness of our lives, like a last feeble breath of wind that stirs the fallen leaves.

It rained for long, I suppose. I lay on the sidewalk with the rain in my face, the glistening dew in my eyes. That world through the brilliant drops, was yellow like I had never seen before.

When it was over and the universe started to breathe again, I thought of me, and the other lonely souls inside their boxes of despair.

How long, life, must I wait?