Partly Cloudy

I have one of those watches

that tells me the weather

today it says

will be partly cloudy.

How very true

my days generally are—

some sun-dashed moments

when no doubts assail me…

I know who I am

what I’m doing here

where I’m going—

then come the clouds…

and I have no clue

what it’s all for

what the heck is going on

and does it even matter…

The sun shines every day

maybe not where I am

sometimes there’s a little rainfall

or a crackling thunderstorm

or just wisps of cloud

drifting across the sun

changing…always changing

shape-shifting, ephemeral

the weather of my days

the weather of my life

mine to decide—

partly cloudy…or partly sunny?

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