Easter

There is a time when you look at the sky, 

admiring its beauty. 

There is a time when you look at the same sky, 

with despair 

and thinking through the you-thought-to-be-hardest question at the moment. 

There is a time when you look at the sky with envy,

thinking that you should not be indoor 

but out there roaming free.

But, and of course, there will be a time when you look at the sky,

So happy that you can see

not only what is in the sky and how pretty it is,

but how happy you are inside when everything is free

free from the sad, bitter and bad.