As the clouds pass.
As the clouds,Geschreven door Louise E.
As the clouds,
Come over the mountains.
As rain,
Into my heart.
As the clouds,
Come over the mountains.
The sound,
Of raindrops,
Comes along,
And stops,
The tears,
Running down my face,
And cried in the heart.
As the clouds,
Come over the mountains,
And I stand on that top,
I give my life sorrows,
To the father.
With my heart,
In my hands.
As the clouds,
Come over the mountain,
And cleansing water,
Starts to pour.
I ask in prayer,
In silence.
What it is,
I am living for.
As the clouds clear away,
I start this brand new day.
With the blessings from above,
Of love, hope, faith and believe,
In my heart and soul.
And I thank the father,
Up above.
Poetry by Louise 55
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Written on 2017-04-03 at 08:28
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