Outside

Outside

Outside

The sky is feeling old-fashioned
in its birthday blue
and is dressing in grey, clouding
the trees who are yet to tell
what weird dance
the wind is trying to choreograph,
while the sun, playing hide and seek
with the world’s shadows,
is unsure if it should hide

in the little space of mind
between the familiar
and the unknown
something like the sky
failing to decide whether to send rains
or sunshine
or just vanish
and leave the world roofless
reflects our unknown
boundaries

looking outside
I feel I’m just what it is
the sky in a quandary