Hope is a vain indulgence, it clouds judgement and champions inaction. Belief wedded to action needs only resolve and commitment.
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in words we say happy but in poetry we say touching the clouds, feeling the wind and loving the sky.
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Your my sunshine, on a cold and gloomy day, you only have to smile, to brush those clouds away.
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When doubt clouds our vision, God's love remains steadfast, drawn to us in our moments of uncertainty.
By: Innantia Magcanya
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"Pretty clouds filled with water, then it rains down."
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"Thoughts are like clouds, constantly drifting and changing shape, but occasionally revealing glimpses of the divine in their fleeting forms."
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Chase after the happiness that is concealed within you: free it and become that eager eagle soaring above the rainy clouds.
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Angry clouds are the beginning of sad rain.
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"When the clouds are darkened with remorse, never feel defeated, chase away the clouds and watch the sun brighten everything!"
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Without rocks in my pockets, I would be occluded by the clouds.
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One of these days I'm gonna see my sweet Jesus come down from the sky. The clouds will part and I'll go to Heaven with my Jesus and spend forever with my creator.
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If the sky is the limit . . . wouldn't we always want our heads in the clouds?
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"One day you'll see past the childhood curtains, and fairytale dreams of rainbows, clouds and the circus."
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Raindrops from sky as clouds can't bear the weight, tears fall from eyes as heart can't bear the pain.
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"I see clouds as a movie in the sky,
ever changing scenes on a world wide screen."
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Shadows of clouds fall across the sunlit moment, breaking through dawn like a peace filled thought whispers music into a heart
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No other nation on Earth is more blessed than America: watch the swollen clouds that bring down rain! Why has God chosen America over other nations? Only those discerning these blessings proclaim Him Lord.
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All things are subject to control in this state of being we call life, subordinates are under the control of their superiors, the masses are under the control of their king; some are under the control of oppressors, clouds are under the control of wind, the light, and the moon, is under the control of the sun
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After the waterfalls of tears are laid to rest~There would be a river~A stream~A pond~Where little duckies are singing~And schools of fish be starting out~Up above the receiving skies blue~Clouds will be here and there~The sun will set~Night will fall~It will be a new day with open arms~Your father was a good man-The rapid of life spoken and now good reflections
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"Sometimes life will push you to the point where you feel like nobody is meant for you,but that doesn't mean that there will always be dark clouds, . Have faith ,it will rain some days"
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I look up into the sky. As a paint brush swirls half heartedly around in my mind. I see a family of robins flying by, silhouettes of past lovers in the clouds, castles of the working class, and warmth. All the things I dream of, wish for, dwell on. And don't have. My canvas is blue. The pigments mixed with tears. The sun now setting. Time is my enemy. Beyond the horizon an army of depression is at battle. My soldiers are blue.
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" Is it of mercy and grace I continue as a understanding man, in iniquity which separates God from man? Or is it a lesson which one deserves to live distressed confused in the way every prayer is answered as was it faithful prayed?
A schism between my love and divine in eyes. I sow and my hands immoral war are needing justice to scold them sore. I know it's my blessings curse and my curses blessing either or by my power is my weakness even more. The pit or the clouds?"
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Can you see it? The clouds way up high.
Can you feel it? The sun so bright.
Can you hear it? His voice calling your name.
Can you know it? As you rise up higher.
You will never be the same.
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O Lord of the clouds, make peace with us today! Want it Now! Yes now! Right now! Give it a moment now!
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Roses are red the sky is blue the clouds are white even in the darkest darkness of the night.
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Time is precious and a no friend of man.From the rising sun of the dawn,to the creeping clouds of the dusk,the slim fingers of the clock tick.
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I see beauty in the clouds even though I search for the stars...
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Bygone memories are like watery clouds,
They are no stable
But bring drops of SENSIBILITY
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... poesy is a native loudspeaker, though silent, of nature; & speaking of nature, she is the queen that gives poesy her beauteous attire ...
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Dark clouds are simply the shadows of my fate.
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