Take a moment to appreciate the sky

She said from far, far away

Not knowing my above is a gray, shapeless chill

Restricting my veins with the closed and finite

Overcast is one way to describe my sky

I find it more like a cloak

Not that covers me 

But that hides all things

I turn inward and lean on past memories

When possibilities seemed endless

Or hopes for tomorrow

Where possibilities still can be

The true, vibrant colors of the world

The intricate detail of a tree’s bark and the smallest of shadows cast within its ridges

Airplanes at thirty thousand feet, and the trail they leave behind

The bright blue and infinite beyond

Maybe

Just sometimes

Getting through the day requires not looking at the sky

Until I can rise again with the sun

This was written by our contributing writer, Tariq Piracha.