fools gold

it feels good to breathe it into my lungs, and let it swim through my vines. it feels good to walk through it and embrace the changes we {the earth, and I} are going through together. it feels good to start facing everything I had put on hold for some long months. the sky is gray and the rain is looming - coming to bring the green back to the ground. the laughter that was building in my gut is emerging through the dense and gloomy barrier too. i feel capable of getting a grip on things that have strayed - i feel capable of doing the work needed to be done. i'm still unsure where it will lead me... still unsure of the path that will lead me there. however, i am sure that it will stand out when it's time to embark on the journey. i'm sure that i'll find my way... after all, i always do, eventually. for now, i'll sit in the warmth of the spring, and let the piles of snow melt away from inside and around me. give into the calling of a sweeter morning.