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. 


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.


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.


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.


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.


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.




__/|\__ Metta

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    1. Oh, they clean the earth. I cannot imagine eating rotted flesh, yet they do. They soar on up drafts, conserving energy. They call others when they find a dead animal, even calling on other flocks if there is an abundance of flesh to share. They show us how to conserve our energy, how to share and how to clean the very things that are stinky in our lives. The Golden Purifiers. They have a bad wrap. They kill nothing!

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