The sky is heavy with dark clouds this morning,
silently moving toward the east.
Beneath the darkest one, brilliant rays of light splay downward,
illuminating the earth,
illuminating the sad ones, the lonely, the grieving
who can’t find their way through the darkness.

Something spiritual stirs within,
and like a cooling rain on a sweltering summer day,
comfort washes over the earth.

I have searched for you everywhere,
endless, painful grieving moving through each day,
and then this morning
through the darkened clouds,
light comes,
and you are there.

© Barbara Flass 2013

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