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"Clouds" (by Joe DiMino)
Of the dark clouds
There are silver linings
And some of gold;
Neither bought
Nor sold
(No speculation
As to blossom or flood)
Some master plan
Loftier then the gamble
Of man;
Could we paint their exteriors
All fluffy-white
Yet that would not
Take us
Outside the weather;
Away from the pull as with tides
Nor off the slip of plates
Tectonic
Bless therefore
A floating Spirit-sense;
Within heavy overcast
Of the physical
(Our inescapable Climate)
Such circumstance compels us
To acknowledge (where faith is lacking)
A lighter, brighter defense
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