The Path of Clouds
Blessed is the life that walks through clouds
For it is a pathway of grace, softness and gentility
Its meekness shall rise above such earthly shrouds
Away from hate to find tranquility
Reflections of self shall disappear
There are no mirrors here
But through our eyes that turn inwardly sincere
We see our true selves that set us genuinely free
Obscurity knows our wisdom’s key
It graces us with pure humility
It forms our souls with teachings that decree
To reach the blessed heights within the kingdom of charity
And let not our blindness chasten our inner light
For we must always trust what one cannot see
Our brightness within illuminates our fears in the treacherous night
To set our mind, soul and heart forever free
There is no beginning nor end within this path
It knows few boundaries to speak too little substance
For its faith is true and its strength steadfastly cast
With gifts of pure love with great abundance
April 22, 2021
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