... can i write one thing without
mentioning the weather? storms:
natural, and life's: all i know, lately --
clouds of depression. where you
see the sun, i hear thunder. getting
dark, and i'm scared: Lord, where
is the rainbow? can't see it for the
million tears falling from my eyes ...
Rainbows mean a continual promise, seen doubled when friendships join together hunting for God's beauty in the skies. It's all in how you look at it... Keep your chin up!
LOL,
Sharon
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on September 15, 2008
I am still praying for you sweet lady.....big hugssssss coming your way
Oh my Karla, I wish I could give you a lovely hug and take away your fears. We all here love you and you are in all our prayers. Love to you my friend, Love, Bonnie
You write about what you know best, Karla, and you do it so well! Please keep on writing; it will help you cope with deep feelings that need to be released! I will pray for you, and I hope you see the sunshine again soon!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :(
Sweetie, most of the time we are oblivious to our intrinsic connection with Nature; we are, in fact, a part of it, and our "inner weather" reacts as much to seasons and environmental issues as the climate itself, for we are alive and we are sentient, as the earth and the atmosphere are. Don't be scared; the sun will come through the clouds; and, like through raindrops, the glow of your inner light will refract, through your tears, in all the beautiful colours of a renewed inner vision. Yes, like a rainbow.
A big, big, warm, warm, glowing, glowing {{{{{{{{hug}}}}}}}}}
Alexandra*
I wish I can fly in the air like Superman and give a big hug.I can feel the emotion from this poem.Things will be okay :-).The sun will indeed come out and brighten your spirits.take care
Take care and be safe. "Ike" was really temperamental - the sun will rise tomorrow and you'll stand again. (The "million tears" was really a great term).
Cynthia
Reviewed by Myrtle Poor (Reader)
Reviewed on September 14, 2008
Hi Karma, This is so sad and it brought tears to my eyes I could feel
intense depression you were talking about. It was a nice write thank you for sharing.
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
Newfie hugs are on the way, Rose
Be always safe,
Karen
God bless you. Kathy
some good things are meant to wait for,
we finally have sunshine up here,
Take care, valerie
peace and love, Carole~
In Christs Love
Michelle~
LOL,
Sharon
Love,
Cryssa
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :(
Great display of emotions, and love the piccy!
A big, big, warm, warm, glowing, glowing {{{{{{{{hug}}}}}}}}}
Alexandra*
Edwin
Take care and be safe. "Ike" was really temperamental - the sun will rise tomorrow and you'll stand again. (The "million tears" was really a great term).
Cynthia
intense depression you were talking about. It was a nice write thank you for sharing.
Love and blessings
Myrtle Poor