The Clouds Where The Angels Play

 

 

 

Good morning. Today is a beautiful Florida beginning.  Sunshine on the rise and the world seems perfect right at this very moment.  I had the pleasure of seeing a friend of mine the other day and I remembered the first time I met him.  He and his wife had recently said goodbye to their young daughter.  I cannot even imagine that pain, yet I know God gives us something truly special to help us on our journey of healing and then he gives us remembrances of beautiful moments with them.  I love the beach so much and during that time I went to the beach almost daily and one day as I stood on the boardwalk looking out over the ocean I penned a poem as I thought of this couple and their pain.  This is a story page but I would like to add a poem today if it is ok.  The poem is a story within itself to me.  We all need a story of healing, looking for the silver lining, and enduring.  Sometimes this comes in the most unusual ways and the most unusual places.  This is the original version the way I wrote it because the newer version has been corrected to resemble a poem.

The Clouds Where the Angels Play

  Ina Grace

The beach was deserted, except for the walkers on the boardwalk.

The tide was going out.

My eyes followed the wave line of the waving water, all of the way to the skyline.

And, there, right where the sky disappeared behind the ocean, there-----oh my!

Right there, the clouds held a secret, I had never before seen.

Through the clouds were roads and trees, and there was even a lake.

As my eyes scanned the clouds, I could see other roads!

Wow and even a village!

There was one road with a gatepost, and with an open gate to beckon visitors.

My mind began to imagine this village belonging to angels.

This is where they played and enjoyed the clouds.

There were tall mountains situated as a protection for the village.

On every other cloud surrounding this one, there was a lake.

Each lake was set in the middle of each cloud, as a diamond set in a ring.

The sun began to show itself brightly.

I imagined I saw the angels dancing in the sunlight from beam to beam.

It made my heart light and my spirit began to sing.

I gathered my things and walked down the boardwalk for home.

There was a gentle breeze following me.

There was a peace.

I smiled.

Angels could be watching us as they played among the clouds.