The Storm Cloud
A brilliant light
Struck through a cloud
Enormous, gray and still,
Quietness all around
As I stood upon the hill.
The moon was hidden by the cloud,
A crescent light shown through,
A breeze blew by,
A cricket sang,
I smelled the evening dew.
As I looked upon
This magnificent sight,
I saw the angels
In their glorious light.
They seemed to be playing
Hide and seek,
I saw their smiles,
So gentle, so meek.
I held my breath,
My heartbeat quickened,
I felt so calm, so alive,
And quite taken.
I couldn’t move,
I couldn’t blink,
I stared in awe
And began to think,
That this is a sign,
A sign from GOD,
That life isn’t about
Money, material things, or jobs.
Life is about living
Seeking out the new,
To love, to cherish
To be a part of the few,
Who believe in GOD
With all of their hearts,
To do what is right
And from HIS side never part.
To have faith and love
Is all you need
To be a part of HIS crowd,
So, look for HIS angels
And you will see
That the answers lie
In a dark and stormy cloud.
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