Storms

storms

After it passes
Heavy clouds disappear
And light-hearted angels
Pop-out of heaven
That reminds us all
Of a dream

Even a patch of
Multi-colored bow
Spreads across the skies
And serves as a reminder
That after every storm
Is a happy ever after.

The more you cling to God
And His’ promises
The more colors splash
To the face
Of the clouds and skies.
Thus reminding us all
That there is hope after all.

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