CLOUD PSALM
When time’s tempest twirls
thread my soul in angst,
my heart impaled
by inclement incidents,
then I lift my praise
unto the Lord’s lofty layers.
His love’s sun
bathing my darkness,
enveloped
in the Holy Spirit wind
floating on God’s grace cloud,
basking in the mesmerizing glow
of its joy.
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