View from My Couch

looking through my windows,
nice clouds drifting—
not that common in California
a mountain of them

the mountains and the clouds intermingle
a little bit of mist
not sunny, but bright, colorful
a vibrance from the sky—
blue, white, azure

below the mountains, the world in layers
brown earth, green trees
then the city begins

I see it all from my couch.

it is nice as it is
nice for what it could be
nice for what it could have been

every possibility holds its own beauty
a reason to be grateful