Bright Daylight

Sky is bright
Face of eternal blue
Is not tainted by clouds.
Storm is not hiding
To ambush the calm
Cold rain is not falling
To quench a burning fever,
Winter is not on the way
To draw the frozen love
On the fogged window.
The universe is not
Conspiring today
Sky is shiny, air so clear  
The wind is visible
Its majestic voyage  
Reflects on fantasy.  
Then why is it so sad
To witness the breeze when
In silence of our presence
Crush thousands of
Blown wishes
Of dandelions to the ground.