dark clouds gather,
brooding promise of stormy days
ahead
*
fear tangles clutching tendrils
in your chest
*
breathe
*
just breathe
*
look for the
bright horizon, for the glimpse
of sun
through clouds
*
remember
the light will continue to shine,
even when hidden from
view
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love the clouds Louise and the way you look for the light in your words.
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Nice one! Stunning photograph.
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That’s a beautiful picture! And your poem goes perfectly with it, like the light after the storm
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Beautiful words, and a lovely photo. Whereabouts is it? It’s the sort of place I like to visit and sit for a while. The clouds make it look very dramatic.
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Awesome job!! Thanks for the reminder.
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