The Zavara - Oh My!
A small town in New Mexico. Late afternoon.
The sun was dropping low, turning the streets warm and orange as Alex — a 24-year-old musician who hadn’t quite figured life out yet — walked down Main Street with a half-empty plastic cup of iced coffee.
All day long he’d had the same thought circling in his mind:
I keep chasing something, but I don’t even know what it is anymore.
As he walked, he noticed his shadow stretched long across the pavement. Because of the angle of the sun, the shadow always seemed just a step ahead of him.
The faster he walked, the faster it moved, as if it were slipping away.
He stopped for a moment and watched it.
It felt strangely familiar — like the last few years of his life.
Maybe I’ve been chasing my own shadow this whole time, he thought. Trying to catch something that keeps staying out of reach.
He lifted his head.
The sky above the low buildings was enormous and glowing, and right in the center of it was a big white cloud. Not special, not dramatic, just… oddly shaped.
Sunlight hit its upper edge at just the right angle, making it look like it was smiling.
Alex let out a short, surprised laugh.
For a moment, the heaviness in his chest loosened.
He forgot the shadow, forgot the noise in his mind.
He just stared at the cloud.
And the only thing that came to his mind was:
Oh my… that’s actually beautiful.
It wasn’t a big revelation.
It wasn’t a life-changing moment.
It was just simple — and that simplicity felt like something he hadn’t felt in a long time.
He pulled out his phone and opened a new voice memo.
Still looking at the cloud, he quietly murmured the first line that came to him:
“I’m gazing at the sky… and oh my… what a beautiful sight.”
He replayed it.
It sounded warmer than he expected.
Softer. More honest.
That evening, Alex sat in his tiny room above the hardware store and built a track around that one line.
Not overthinking.
Not chasing perfection.
Just following that small spark of peace he’d felt on the street.
And in that small spark — in that smiling cloud — the whole song was born.
A reminder that sometimes the thing you’re chasing doesn’t matter at all.
Sometimes the real thing is the moment you finally look up.