Dark clouds blanketed the night
Behind star-embroidered mantle, moon slept
Lighting whipped, thunderously cried
Cracked the clouds, heavens copiously wept
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Wow..... this is such a beautiful poem! When the TV is out and when it is night and raining, we are likely to turn inwards! You see that much more remains to be done! With a firm resolve not to waste the remaining years.... you are getting ready to greet another dawn with hope and relying on Providential guidance! Enjoyed!
A dark wet night and thoughts of the eternal destination in a peaceful environment when things like a TV are not disturbing and thinker is a poet like Paul Sebastian, one can imagine how much close to God the thoughts will be. A great poem.