Grey
rainy
cold wetness
soaking the ground
chilling to the bone
filling skies with thick clouds
extinguishing the sunlight
yet nourishing the earth’s great thirst
preparing rich soil and cleansing air
beckoning the return of the Son’s warmth.
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And what about those wild clouds riding the wind through the sky? Stirrings of the Spirit! I love your poetry. Thanks for posting!