A Little Blue-Gray

I am tired.

Life tired.

I’m a little blue

Not like the Picasso “Blue” .

Just a gray day

In an otherwise sunny place.

Or a regular day

For a cloudy person

In a sunny place.

Maybe it’s not about fixing

Maybe it’s about accepting

Seeing the flaws and brokenness

As one admires art.

See it as soul, as character.

Or at least evoking feeling in the observer.