Photo Prayer 2021-26 -- Storm Clouds

Heavenly storm clouds in the distant sky are where we would dwell. A longing opens in our hearts as our eyes fly over and around them. Momentarily we are free. We relax. Our lungs fill with air. There just a few miles away is the habitat of angels, a refuge, an invitation we would answer. God bless those under those clouds, those in the rain, those who only see gray overhead yet imagine majesty above soaring and serene, those who have seen and have not forgotten that clouds, like humans, are not defined by their undersides.

Sunset photo at Cowtown Rodeo, Pilesgrove, New Jersey of storm clouds to the east.
Photo and text copyright 2021 by Danny N. Schweers.

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Burley wrote:
I love seeing those white fluffy clouds. Burley

John wrote:
Another great one Danny. I had never thought about the difference between the underside and the top side of a cloud and this photo really illustrates that well. I suppose one takeaway is that our own “dark underbellies” are not the full story and that we are perhaps supposed to be striving to live on the fluffy and bright “topside”? Or at least be able to anticipate that we will eventually dwell there even if the darkness appears to be unrelenting? And change our perspective accordingly even as we dwell in the darkness? Thanks for what you are doing to help us all gain that proper perspective!! Keep up the good great work!!

Alice wrote:
Another powerful photo prayer.

Kerry wrote:
Hey Danny! Lovely poem! Guess whose wedding I'm photographing this fall... Salman Rushdie!! (Now I need to quick read one of his books. His fiancee is also an author.) Have you read Drive Your Plow over the Bones of the Dead by Olga Tokarczuk? (I'm only halfway through but I love it more then anything I've read in the last 3 years. Literature perfection!!)

Stephanie wrote:
A great picture of clouds. I can almost see them moving. Do you remember that song by Joni Mitchell "Both Sides Now"? It's a lovely sad song but she says there’s reality and there's fantasy. We see clouds that look like dogs or dinosaurs and in an instant they change. So many ways we can see clouds and so many ways we can see life. Maybe the fact that clouds are always there is the universe telling us to keep on looking for understanding.

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