When we look up we see sky.
We see freedom.
We see the bonds of the earth thrown free and the opportunity to soar just out of grasp.
We see an open tapestry that shows us the stars and the dreams beyond them.
It’s only when we’re caught up in their branches though do we see the trees.
Only then do we feel their clawing hands pulling us down, holding us close, grabbing us and whispering – No.