Clouds of Grey

Grey clouds swirling in random quiet,

Filling days with covered notions.

My mind it drifts with all their passing,

To places of so many emotions.

The sky will fill with gentle rain,

Like tears of joy or tears of pain,

The day continues mostly silent.

The Sun it sits above this blanketed sky.

It settles then onto the horizon,

Darkness falls, still stars are hidden.

And tears still fall on ground so sodden,

To wash and cleanse that which I feel.

The night continues mostly silent.

The day returns the rain has settled,

Upon the earth so dry now fertile.

It springs forth hope of new direction.

My mind is filled with eased conviction,

To watch the sky now cleared of grey.

Each day it passes, each one is new.

My life continues mostly silent.  

Stay inspired my friends!

If I Could

“To hurt is as human as to breathe.” ― J.K. Rowling

If I could, but I have no words for my words feel weak.

There is pain and sadness filling the voids of time. So many hurting from emotion, from disease, from finances, from life taking a toll. My words feel powerless to heal those that hurt.

If I could comfort more wholly those that I know, I would.

If I could comfort with deeper ability to help, I would.

Many around us hurt as we walk through life. We hurt, we comfort, we live life with all that it presents to us. Will I be able to ease your pain as you have done for me in the past? Will we be able to chase hurt completely from our lives if we try hard enough?

With the pain of hurt I know the joy of laughter, I do.

With the pain of hurt I know I am alive with hope, I do.

For those hurting from finance, from relationship, from injuries, from cancer, from the pain life inflicts; if I could, my words would heal. But my words only provide a ray of hope, a chance to know you will get beyond the hurt.

If I could, there will be words of joy in your life.

Stay inspired my friends.