Thoughts during doing the dishes.

My hands burn from the boiling hot water that is in the sink.
My eyes are foggy like the morning fog.
My body feels weak, like someone stole all the energy in my body.
Even so I feel the courage and strength in my heart rising.
And when I look outside my window,
While listening to my music,
I agree that you,
Indeed,
Made my stormy sky beautiful.

And I get back to the boiling hot water in the basket in the sink with my dishes in it...
=)