blue like snow

it is early march
the early morning sky is blue
like snow
heavy
with moisture
from here
at 6:57
you can see the moisture
in the sky
ready to fall
not heavy
but gentle
little snowflakes
falling
but not yet
they are still contained

I have read
I have written
I have made coffee
and checked email
and nodded back off again
trying to meditate
to breathe
and still
there is no peace
my life feels
all a ajumble
and I can’t make sense

most of the time I can make sense
put things away
see straight ahead
carry on
lately
I can’t
it might be grief
that I don’t want to grieve
or just confusion
I don’t want to sit with
or maybe just being sad
that there are so many things
that don’t go right
not necessarily wrong
but that just keep going on
when I am ready for them to be
done

this
this
is what
I have to
sit with
and embrace
feeling the solid ground
ready to accept
the snow
and everything in between