The Silver Lining

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No matter how bad the storm is...the sun will eventually shine again.

Keep the faith...there is a God :)

In its thunderous voice, the sky spoke "Let the rains fall upon you" "Beware the hurricanes" ...the wind screamed Electricity filled the atmosphere Gods raised their rods Forests trampled by mudslides Snow blanketed the plains, and... The deserts oases claimed to be real Then, Showing its face; the sun Spoke in warmth... "Life" Let there be!

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Estela Canama

Date: 9/6/2023 4:21:00 AM

Such a wonderful expression of God's goodness despite of the storms in life. Great and inspiring poem!

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 9/5/2023 7:48:00 AM

This is so darn clever Charlie. Let there be, indeed! Very clever. :)

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/29/2023 2:42:00 PM

Ahhh!! So far, no matter what the earth and its surroundings keep on being. Thank you for sharing this one with us and for dropping by my page with congratulations and letting me know I placed in your contest. I am honored to be on the list. Sara

Valsa George

Date: 8/29/2023 9:01:00 AM

Adversities will eventually disappear and the sun will shine again. A poem charged with great hope in the concluding lines. Great penning dear Charlie !

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/29/2023 6:51:00 AM

Love this, Charles. Shows such hope.

Deb M

Date: 8/29/2023 6:03:00 AM

The sun has amazing power to uplift the human spirit! A lovely write Charlie! Debx

Heidi Sands

Date: 8/21/2023 12:03:00 PM

Very nice Charlie! I love the ending too :)

Speaks Volumes

Date: 8/20/2023 9:01:00 PM

The sun bestows so many gift to we mortals. Light and warmth, are just a few of its life giving properties. Its even responsible for the rain. Without its heat to evaporate the water, that will become rain, there would be none. We exist because of the sun (and God's Grace to keep it burning) Your poem is a wonderful tribute to the power of our sun. Well done Charlie. A favorite.