Where the clouds end

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This morning feels like ‘where the clouds end’…and peace, grace and joy are available in the silence and stillness. Missi

 

Where the Clouds End
By Vicki L. Flaherty

It starts like the rustling of paper
As the wind breezes through the leaves
Dust swirls into a gauzy haze
The skies darken with foreboding
Gray blackness looms like a blanket
Ripe round droplets tap, tap, tap
And crescendo into a deluge
The storm exhausts herself
And the rains back away
Their cleansing work complete
Silence follows the clamor
At the line where the clouds end
The filmy ceiling dissolves into the heavens
Nourishing waters soak deep into the earth
Calming light returns anew
Trees stand steady and tall
Grasses dance with grace
Flowers rise to the joyful sun
Peace lies softly in the air

 

Poem previously posted on Mostly My Heart Sings

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3 thoughts on “Where the clouds end

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