The gray dawn
of an overcast life
brings another day
beneath the shroud
of sorrow.
But to part the clouds
to find that inner light
and cast it upon the pain
transmutes grief to glory.
Every poignant tale
that pangs the heart
with colors of emotion
is born of alchemy
when someone let the sun shine
upon their clouds of sorrow.
Ethereal Nature 
So much Truth you have written and the image is just perfect for your words. When the Light of LOVE is seen, anything is possible. Love, Amy
Thank you, Amy! I was just going to post the picture by itself, but it begged for words.
And I for one am so glad you followed your Heart. Bless you!!! xx Amy
terrific on all levels!
yes the light of love…I call it lifting the veil..glad I had a change to check out your blog before i go on vacation…awesome to read this! Heart to heart Robyn
Thanks for checking in, Robyn! I like that, “lifting the veil”
Reblogged this on Jo Robinson.
Cnawan…this is so beautiful ❤
Thank you, Lorrie! Don’t know if you have clicked on the picture, but the colors really come alive when it’s directly on one’s computer screen rather than in the post. Blessings!
Blessings back to you Cnawan…I will do that…I never thought to before…kind of silly of me…but a great tip for the future. Have a super weekend 🙂
Well said.
Beautiful poem, photo and gentle reminder to embrace our clouds and challenges. Thanks for visiting my blog. blessings, Brad
Thanks, Brad!
Love the poem but the last stanza is brilliant!
Thank you!!!
What an amazing picture! I resonate with the words. Whatever dark, heavy, dramatic or colored clouds of emotion roll through our perceptions, underneath is crystalline clarity, unchanged.
I agree with Stockdalewolfe, the last stanza is brilliant..I love this piece and the image. 🙂
Thank you, Jane!