On Clouds and Sunshine

On Clouds and Sunshine

by Rita Aiken Moritz

 

Surrounded by the clouds above, dismayed

by swords that pierce me to my very soul,

the drops of rain were echoes from a heart

that in its fragile state did not feel whole.

 

I longed, as did a king from long ago,

for wings to fly me far away from here

and to a place where peace and rest are found;

but more than that, a respite from my fear.

 

Then I upon that silver phoenix soared away

and looked amazed at white clouds so reflective.

I had to ask the Lord what made them change.

He answered, “Child, it’s only your perspective.”

 

For on the ground, surrounded by the rain,

with vision limited, I see my pain.

But I can know the sun shines way above,

and I can rest in God’s unchanging love.

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Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A touching and emotional piece that reads well.