Blue Skies
by Dave Mudford © 2023Blue skies feeling distant
fears remain consistent,
hope is clouded by rejections
emotions disturb reflections,
wounds confuse
heartaches bruise
lost living in misconceptions.
Blue skies not dependent
on thriving resplendent,
hope focused solely on Him
grace fills my skies to the brim,
wounds now healed
true love revealed
As I sing a brand-new hymn.
Blue skies always seen
despite what has been,
hope is certain and alive
for Christ's meaning I will strive,
clouds of real beauty
Praise; more than duty
in its breath; my life revives!
This poem was a finalist in the
May 2023 poetry contest
