Oh, they tell me of a home far beyond the skies
And they tell me of a home far away
Oh, they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
Oh, they tell me of an uncloudy day
Oh, the land of cloudless days
Oh, the land of an uncloudy sky
Oh, they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
Oh, they tell me of an uncloudy day
Oh, they tell me of a home where my friends have gone
And they tell me of that land far away
Where the tree of life's in eternal bloom
Sheds its fragrance through the uncloudy day
4 comments:
pat, wished I had a few clouds to day...hotter hades down here. teehee
I love to see the storm clouds move in.hear the rain on the roof.
I how ever hate the storms of life.they are hard on a person.
my mom used to get so depressed on cloudy days.so one day I said " mom if we never had storms with rain we would never have lovely flowers or veggies,or the pretty clouds.
she said you know I never thought of it that way.and from then on she would like to see the rain.she would always say well its good for my flowers.and isnt that a pretty sky?
yes one day we will be in a place of great beauty and love.but for now the tears of heaven still fall from above to water our flowers and to grow the simbles of love.
Have a great week.
awesome pictures.
Here in Wisconsin today there were storm clouds and rain and then clear skies and sun and then it repeated itself again and again. I saw the heavenly light shining through. The poem you shared today fit the mood here.
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