In Sky's Thundering Heart
In Sky's Thundering Heart
Within high airy clouds,
No dust chokes the throat;
Sails a white rising boat,
Far below dark shrouds
Covers evil that gloats!
In sky's thundering heart,
Upon a majestic throne;
A soul weeps so alone
And prays for another start
Not cutting in the bone.
With a violent airy rush,
Storm gives relief;
From pained broken belief,
Rises a calm, loving hush.
Within this fine blessing,
A song soon graces,
Smiles on those faces,
Of two lovers confessing;
Missteps in saddened paces
Within high airy clouds,
No dust chokes the throat;
Sails a white rising boat,
Far below dark shrouds
Cover evil that gloats!
Robert J. Lindley
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
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