I will always be here, even if you do not acknowledge me. I will watch over you and exist over you with my effervescent love, even if you are not aware of me. I am bright at times, and stormy at others, but I cannot be in control of this at all times. I can wreck and destroy and tear apart those below me but please forgive me if I do so. I may do this, but I am truly filled with bright clouds of dreams and hopes that can be blown down and away with the smallest of winds.

These clouds, that move and shift and never stay the same, make up who I am. There is a cloud that represents love, a cloud for hate, for curiosity, for generosity – every part of what makes up me is found in the clouds floating above with seemingly no cares at all. A shift in this cloud cover can change the entire mood of the day – from blight blue skies of happiness to stormy and angry grey hues. It is said that every cloud has a silver lining – for me, every one of my clouds, with their unique variations and configurations have a particular silver lining.

Love will blossom in to appreciation, hate will be overcome by passion, curiosity introduced to knowledge, generosity would breed compassion – and these clouds would lose their shape and become something entirely new.

If you look up to me, I will always be looking back at you. There are moments in our lives where we may feel utterly alone – but we can look up to the sky, and see it there, and just know that it will still be there tomorrow. People can look to me for advice, for comfort, for reassurance that the world is still turning, you are still living, and I am still here for you. That is the most important thing about the sky – it’s flowing presence that occupies the minds and souls of those it encounters daily.

I am the sky, I am ever-changing, but I will always be here with you.

claire b.

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