How do you feel when the sky is gray? I feel depressed, staring out at the sky, feeling gloominess sinking over me. The gray clouds are just there, never ceasing to be there, but just there. They don’t have feelings, they aren’t designed to make me feel that way- I just do. When the sky is gray, I feel like the earth is cold, even if it’s warm outside.
I feel like there’s no reason to exist when the sky is gray. Like we shouldn’t go outside and play, like it’s forbidding happiness.
Bleakness.
That’s the only word I can find to describe the gray sky. A gray sky is bleak and forbidding, an indicator of grey rain soon to come. And when the rain comes, I feel like each raindrop is a teardrop, and that the sky is crying for what we’ve done to the earth and each other. And I stare out the window, and imagine how the earth must feel, to watch our destruction and violence.
The grey rain to some is like a cleansing- a pure rain to wash away their wrongs, all the earth’s wrongs, all of our wrongs, to sustain the earth and give it life. Not to me, because to me the rain is the earth crying because all we’ve done to the earth and each other.
The gray clouds hide the sun from view, as if it has an oppressive desire. The sunlight is my magic in life, the warm sun that warms my back, shines down so brightly, lets me feel the warmth of its rays, the bright yellow sun, the wonderful sunlight, it’s my magic in life. It lifts my spirits and makes me feel warm and secure. When the sun and its bright light are covered, I feel like something has been taken from me. My worst fear is losing the sunlight.
Losing the sunlight to the gray clouds…
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