The sky is everywhere
It follows infinite directions and blends into the horizon of our oceans
The sky is hope
A hope that things go a certain direction
Our hearts become set on some desire and our hope grows and grows with the anticipation
Until things do not go as desired,
Our hope disappears into the back of our every growing mind
lost, among some past unfulfilled dreams,
Just as the skies brilliant blue disappears with sun,
and turns into the darkness known as night
The sky can be bright as our desire for accomplishments
And the sky can be dark as our prayers for pain to end and good to show its face of light
Hope is everywhere, around us and inside us
The sky is everywhere