Current mood:
hopeful
Clouds Of Faith By: Atarah L. Poling 9/02/2010
The clouds grow gray before my eyes
Just like my thoughts at night.
It begins to rain, I cry
Remembering things I can’t do right.
This moment lasts so long
As I recall all the things I’ve done wrong
In a day, a single hour
How quickly things turn sour.
And I forget about the happiness I have in life,
I forget about the light.
Everything turns so black,
Shadows haunt my back.
All hope I once had abandons me
And my soul leaks, bleeds
But when I look ahead I see
A light, as bright as angels guiding me,
Pointing out the way to go, the path to take
I open my eyes and I am awake.
It could have been just a dream, or maybe more
For God has helped me out before.
A smile frees itself upon my face
And I am suddenly surrounded by faith,
All hope I had returned, brightened up my eyes
And all the rain clouds disappeared from the sky.
