The sky remembers.
Heavy clouds drift above the Toronto shoreline, their silence charged with something unspoken.
Light pierces through in quiet fragments,
a hush between what was and what might return.
The lake holds its breath,
mirroring the city's edge with stillness and ache.
Not yet chaos, not yet calm.
Only the in-between,
where beauty lingers after the storm has passed.
Heavy clouds drift above the Toronto shoreline, their silence charged with something unspoken.
Light pierces through in quiet fragments,
a hush between what was and what might return.
The lake holds its breath,
mirroring the city's edge with stillness and ache.
Not yet chaos, not yet calm.
Only the in-between,
where beauty lingers after the storm has passed.
