Turbulence

The weather today is a reflection of how I feel.

Yesterday we awoke to a blanket of powdery snow with 32 deg temps.

Today, it is raining in sheets while a balmy 63 degrees; . 

The wind are highly variable with gusts up to 22 miles per hour. 

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The low ceiling is a patchwork quilt of grey, white and black.

My mood, usually sunny, cannot pierce it.

The buzzards, lovely creatures of purification, 

twirl, soaring in groups on the updrafts.

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I imagine myself flying with them,

so I can see from their view again.

However I feel like I’m falling for 

with each foot of altitude gained, 3 back down I fall.

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Feeling small and weak, 

the rushes of air go through me.

I bid the wind take my burdens,

I bid them all adieu on the updrafts.

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Perhaps I need to adjust my attitude,

having been berating myself,

so I am only destined for the fall.

Time to adjust the pedals, to straighten out.

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of course, I’m wearing black & white today!

my lunch break to be spent in a meeting,

with a VP. Something I found out about this morning.

Yep, gotta move those pedals, alter my throttle.

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2016.02.16

Namaste

__/|\__ Metta