the sky opens wide,
brushing away the last trace of clouds,
as sunlight spills freely
across the valley.

two children run ahead,
laughter carried by the wind,
their footsteps light
on a path warmed by day.

rivers shimmer,
rooftops glow softly,
and even the mountains
seem to breathe in relief.

“晴” speaks of clearing —
not only of the sky,
but of the heart
after a long pause.

watercolor captures
the joy of open light,
where worries thin out
and hope runs freely.

perhaps happiness arrives
like this —
quietly at first,
then all at once.