The sun shines through clouds,
puffs of whisper that drift in the sky.
Just so, the heart experiences a shadow
hovering with fear of what could be.
As we look, clouds part; there shines the light.
(Image is mine)
The sun shines through clouds,
puffs of whisper that drift in the sky.
Just so, the heart experiences a shadow
hovering with fear of what could be.
As we look, clouds part; there shines the light.
(Image is mine)