Hope
Dark gray, light gray, just gray.
The intimidating, massive cotton balls
Creep along the sky,
Guarding the light,
Forbidding it to warm the earth.
A point of weakness
And light radiates in all directions
But it's still mostly hidden
By all the shades of gray.
The golden light escaping
Is an angelic choir,
It's like God opening the doors to Heaven.
Beautiful, magical, peaceful and hopeful.
Dark gray, light gray, just gray.
The intimidating, massive cotton balls
Creep along the sky,
Guarding the light,
Forbidding it to warm the earth.
A point of weakness
And light radiates in all directions
But it's still mostly hidden
By all the shades of gray.
The golden light escaping
Is an angelic choir,
It's like God opening the doors to Heaven.
Beautiful, magical, peaceful and hopeful.
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