I see something beautiful, then I see something ugly.
The day starts out cold and drizzly, then the sun breaks through on reddening ivy.
A man on the subway platform yells something horrible and vulgar at me, then the woman next to me on the train is achingly beautiful.
I meet a stranger's eyes and smile and his face does not change, I meet a stranger's eyes and smile and he grins back.
The sun is going down, lemon colored through butter leaves and now I must find my way home.