Clouds: Pure White

Your steadfast love, O LORD, extends to the heavens, your faithfulness to the clouds.

—Psalm 36:5

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The clouds – like we –
Are but a mist:
Together, often dismissed.

A day – a lifetime –
Uniquely made;
In Time, will fade.

At the mercy of His Spirit,
Tossed about by the Wind,
A life of reckless abandon—lived.

What for? What purpose?
We ponder—Together:
Only what be, His good pleasure.

The clouds – like we –
A potential risk:
Hark! Son-kissed.

Dark, dull, dreary, drab;
Gloomy, lifeless—contrite.
Lo! made to be, pure white.

Cover us, precious Savior,
With your shed blood: our Light!
May we forever be, pure white.