The Sky

Do you have the desire to be like the sky?

Vast, yet switching appearance to suit everyone’s needs,

Sometimes empty to let wild thoughts run, and other times being decorated with stars,

Narrating tales of millions of years before.

Sometimes decorated by robes of clouds, other times crying out sorrow and anger.

All to please the beautiful beings under its cover.

Hosting both the sun and the moon, ensuring the spectrum of colours and light

Yet hold on to its inherent blank space to let all those who want to to reach it

To set a limit and then ask you to exceed yourself.

It constantly reminds you that everything that is empty is not sad.

It guides you when you are lost, just follow the great mole in its northern side.

As gentle as it may be, it is the birth of storms and torrential downpour.

As gentle as it is, it hosts vampire slaying light and werewolf whelping windows.

Now ask yourself again, do you have the desire to be the sky?

Hollow enough to be filled with it all!