Moody Wind

The wind is hurried
Scurrying everything in
Its path
Up and away.

Uncertainty hangs heavy
Permeating the sky
Clouds divide
and come together.

The weather
imitating my mood
doesn't know what it
wants.
Salty, sweet?
Water with gas? Water without?
Workout? No workout?

I confront the wind
On my bike ride home.
Feeling tossed about
Tired arms and legs.

And all sorts of objects flying through the air
Is just another metaphor for the chaos of life at the moment.

#Day 9 #SOL20