Eye

Today is a gray and rainy day,
the first in a succession
of gray and rainy days
so says the weatherman.
When the droplets fall fine and fast,
the world is static snow
and the streets glisten
while the clouds filter
and shift the light.
Just as the cars in traffic
transform into identical streaks
when played back in time-lapse,
the excess of motion
outside becomes a stillness
like the moment of realizing
that one is in love
or one is not in love.
There is always water in any given spot
even though it is not the same water
from moment to moment.