To the west, breaking clouds; the sun shining after a night and day of rain - to the east, a rainbow, the largest I've ever seen, stands against the dark of storms, passed. Prayers of thanks calms the air and my nerves. :)
A beautiful photograph and poet my friend...I love to see rainbows in the sky, reminds me of His promise and that He is still in control. Well done!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Nothing like a sign of God that all is well with the world! Beautiful poem and image; God is good all the time; all the time God is good! :) Very well penned and photographed; your muse is amazing! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :D
Know just what you mean. On top of our mountain we get rainbows right across the whole sky and feel such peace that the storm is over. Love it and will think many times next summer about your poem. Love, Bonnie
What a gorgeous rainbow! I love your words,"stands against the dark of storms, passed"
Both the picture and that poetic phrase shout out agains the storms of life, reminding me that God is faithful to keep His promises. He is always there, sometimes concealed by the storms that assail me, but He IS there. When the "dark of storms" has finally passed, then I can see more clearly that God has not forsaken me after all.
Thanks for the beautiful reminder!
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
love, Carole~
Walt
It finally stopped raining here..
Thanks for your reviews
SMoooooooooooooooo00000000000000CH!
Ron
Love, Christine
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Georg
Love & Peace be with you
William
thanks Karla...
John
Nothing like a sign of God that all is well with the world! Beautiful poem and image; God is good all the time; all the time God is good! :) Very well penned and photographed; your muse is amazing! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :D
Love the picture.
Cryssa
God bless you. Kathy
Love,
Becca~
Both the picture and that poetic phrase shout out agains the storms of life, reminding me that God is faithful to keep His promises. He is always there, sometimes concealed by the storms that assail me, but He IS there. When the "dark of storms" has finally passed, then I can see more clearly that God has not forsaken me after all.
Thanks for the beautiful reminder!
Love,
Connie
hugs
Fee