Days on my Mind

On the days
when I am a clear mind;

Like the view from the mountains
to the sea
from the hill behind
my grandparents house;

I can see a way to exist.
To move forward with joy
and love,
even with all that has been lost.

Other days 
when my mind is a cloud;

Like the day I could not see
my parents balcony across the way,
hidden by suffocating smog
not a storm, but pollution;

All I see is darkness.
Trapped by expectations
and past beliefs,
unable to find my way forward.

Today,
my mind is empty, blank;

Like I am awaiting a telescope
to find the galaxies,
hidden billions of years deep
inside my soul;

Waiting on the universe.
Dropping all control
and longing,
allowing what will be, to be.