Covid Tales

The velvet vastness of the sky against our shrinking spaces.

My heart aches in envy to see the sky today. Its velvet vastness against our shrinking spaces.

I see the clouds, the always restless clouds, shift and stretch, drift and glide, disperse and gather over the sepia twilight sky. I see them whisk and waft and whirl into endless wondrous patterns.

All of this while we stay stuck inside our blighted bedrooms, looking outside of our small windows at the inchoate sky performing a folklore of freedom.