I would rather soar in the clouds
Than be surrounded by fog
Jumping in and out of clouds
Joyful and free
Or blinded by the fog and not able to see what
Is right in front of me
Clouds do carry a risk but,
I can rise above the thunder
While if I choose the fog,
I can’t see and chances are, I’ll blunder
I’d rather tune in to THE VOICE
The one that dwells beyond the clouds
Than listen to the many voices that linger in the fog
Screaming ignorantly and loud
In fog, stumbling, blinded by opinions
Surrounded by the noise
Judgment smoky and full of disdain
In the fog, living life void
OR
Riding HIGH among the clouds
Seeking Heavenly wisdom-being shown a greater view
Walking in the Love, Peace and Joy
That some in the fog had once dwelled or never knew
And If in the fog, it’s not too late to rise,
Praise God! There is the ability to choose
By making the decision to live in Love, Peace and Joy
And above the fog,
We will never lose!
Written by: Hope S
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