yesterday i woke up to the storm clouds
promising me lovely reflections of
sparkly clean clarity from the washing away
of all the sweat and dust of the last week
just to have my ass kicked by a dust bunny!
i thought i had made peace with what my heart felt
and resolved that it is what it is and what it is
is absolutely beautiful!
but wow...
now i am taken back..
the rain just washed away the veil
of the truth in my heart.
so i ask myself
self, does this serve you to think such things
or feel this way?
self to ego says
i believe so...
i believe that its okay to have this be perfect in
all its unorthodox sanctity
its beautiful no matter what
and to be happy with being
right here
right now
doing this
until
if there is a time
that things could be different
