Clouds // A Poem

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A lovely Saturday morning to ye, dear readers! Today I have a poem for you all. (Because Faith can't come up with a decent post of another sort, you think? No, of course not...)

I wrote the following poem off this picture that I tool while walking up our road...enjoy. :) And in case you're wondering, yes, that's a cemetery in the background... *ahem* 


rain clouds gather
so grey and dark
above green tipped trees 
the ground below 
a dusty surface cracked and plowed 
its dry
it needs water 
rain
moisture 
falling from the sky 
just like our souls
our hearts 
we need the love
the hope
the goodness
the peace
the redemption
the mercy
that comes from Christ alone 
He comes over us like a mighty cloud
showering us with His grace 
covering us in His protection 
enrapturing us with His beauty 
He will never leave us
never forsake us
cling to His promises... 

Comments

  1. Karyssa NortonMarch 11, 2017 at 11:56 AM

    Oh my word, I love your poem, Faith! <3

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  2. Arnica AnonymousMarch 11, 2017 at 3:48 PM

    Very nice correlation Faith!

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  3. AshleyMarch 12, 2017 at 12:31 PM

    faith, dear!
    i bumped into your blog after visiting another fellow blogger..what a joy it was to find your little corner of the world!
    this is such a sweet poem..what truth! i'm reminded of the verse that reads, "as the dear panteth for the water, so my soul longeth after you".

    be blessed, dear..

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    1. Faith P.March 12, 2017 at 2:11 PM

      Awww, thank you! I'm so glad you enjoyed the poem. Ahh, yes, a truly lovely verse. <3

      Welcome to my blog, Ashley! And thank you for your sweet comment! :)

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  4. Faith P.March 12, 2017 at 2:09 PM

    *smiles*

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  5. Faith G.March 12, 2017 at 5:56 PM

    Lovely picture and poem, Faith! :)

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    1. Faith G.March 12, 2017 at 6:00 PM

      P.S. I wanted to let you know that I nominated you for the Liebster Award. You can check it out here, but don't feel obligated to do it if you'd rather not. http://faithygirly.blogspot.com/2017/03/the-liebster-award.html#comment-form

      I hope you're having a fantastic day! :)

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    2. Faith P.March 12, 2017 at 6:14 PM

      Thanks so much, Faith!

      Aww, thank you! I'll definitely check it out! :D

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  6. RebekahAshleighMarch 12, 2017 at 7:52 PM

    I love your poem, Faith! The picture you took is so pretty and the poem definitely fits the picture!! :)

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    1. Faith P.March 12, 2017 at 8:01 PM

      Thank you so much, Rebekah! I'm glad you enjoyed it!! :D

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  7. DiwakarMarch 14, 2017 at 1:10 AM

    Hello Faith. I am a Pastor from Mumbai, india. your blog post poem is beautifully composed. I am blessed by your poem. I am also truly blessed and feel privileged and honored to get connected as well as know you and about you as a child of God. I love getting connected with the people of God around the globe to be encouraged, strengthened and praying for one another. I have been in the Pastoral ministry for last 37 yrs in this great city of Mumbai a city with a great contast where richest of rich and the poorest of poor live. We reachout to the poorest of poor with the love of Christ to bring healing to the brokenhearted. We also encourage young and the adults from the west to come to Mumbai to work with us during their vacation time. We would love to have you come to Mumbai with your freinds to work with us during your vacation time. I AM SURE you will have a life changing experience. My email id is: dhwankhede(at)gmail(dot)com and my name is Diwakar Wankhede. looking forward to hear from you very soon.God's richest blessings on you, your family and friends and also wishing you a blessed and a Christ centered rest of the year 2017.

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