CLOUDS

Quite often in Life some clouds may appear that hinder your sight, and flight into them cause fear and some fright. Only consider the cloud CUMULUS, the lowest of all, with its puffy white whirls hiding their danger with beauty, their foil. Enjoy all their beauty if they float in your sky but keep their traits mindful and danger belied. They may sculpt distant mountains and lovely forms in your sky, and even bright pictures, a feast to your eyes. But it is much better to focus on Earth and the Love that it brings, forgetting the clouds and their shameless fake wings. And always remember that far distance from them will lessen your fear, and Love from the Earth will make your days CLEAR.



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CLOUDS

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