When I awoke
to the dark clouds covering
my life’s light,
I thought they were like
a summer storm
moving through.
So I watched
and
waited
for the light to shine again.
The clouds remained,
not simply obscuring,
but covering up
joy,
peace,
presence,
purpose,
passion.
They didn’t budge.
I began to despair.
I believed I had no control over them,
just like I have no control over the weather.
This is my life now, I thought.
Looking at the darkness.
Wishing to see life’s light again.
But then I awoke
to a different thought,
What if my inner landscape is not like the weather?
What if I’ve created the clouds by
staring at them?
What if my attention is what holds them in place?
And so, I looked away,
calling to mind all
the gifts of beauty and grace
present in every moment.
I sensed the clouds movement.
I felt life’s light again
and embraced this awakening.