Mirror of my Life
This morning I looked up at the sky
It was a mirror of my life
Full of light and dark coloured clouds
Light and wispy ones
Straight and determined ones
Full, fluffy, soft and comfy clouds too
As the clouds faded to the background
There were also spaces of blue
Where the sky moved forward
And the chaos of life and clouds retreated back
And in that,
there was space
and quiet
and freedom in the mind
And all that was left
Was pure awareness
Breath, bird call,
and a body standing here.