The Need for Clouds [January 9th | 9/365]

The sunshine glared at his life
Showing every detail of the long road
And oh was it a long road
From a small town deep in the interior
All the way to the definition of a life well lived

He knew he could be seen from miles around
Illuminated by the rays of the high sun
The immobile sun that had not budged since his birth
To parents that wished nothing but happiness for him
And that he wanted to give his own success to

If his sky had been scattered with clouds
He would not have needed to seed his own
A cloudmaker hoping it would never rain
And even though he drowned out of sight
His body lies out in the open under the glaring sun