Heaven is Here

Heaven is Here

I found myself dreaming,

In the clouds I'm singing,

I'm dancing and playing

Like the heavens' angel, I'm praying

I was walking towards the light

but a storm strikes at my sight

Split second and gray is what I see

Are these the bad times and difficulties?

I'm crying with no tears,

without someone by my side

I'm shivering with fear

Will I survive this tide?

Clouded judgement must never win,

For more battles are coming,

Grays can be black and more of bad luck

But don't let yourself be stuck.

As the wind blew from behind

Telling me that life lies beyond

I need to wake up from this dream

To turn this grays into white and cream

Good news is surely on its way

To pull us from all Fear and danger

Just hold on and pray

For Heaven is here.

TRIVIA: The Meaning of the Clouds in a Dream

Dreaming of a cloud is one of the most beautiful dreams a dreamer can ever have. Just like what I've mentioned in my poem a dreamer may dream of oneself singing, dancing and playing on the cloud like a beautiful angel. The dreamer may also dream of gray clouds pouring rains on top of one's head.

Dreaming of clouds can have several meanings.A cloud represents different things, based on its texture and color.

A cloud is a symbol of your conscience. it also represents a goal that is yet to be achieved in your waking life.

White clouds represent stability, inner consciousness and goals in your life. If you see a staircase leading you to a beautiful white cloud, it means that you are taking the right path to discover yourself and attain the goal in your life.

Gray clouds represent bad times or difficulties that you are going through in your life. Something terrible may take place in your life. Dreaming of a scary gray cloud pouring heavy rains depicts your crying soul, which is finding it difficult to cope up with the struggles in your waking life.

Since a cloud exists up in the sky and far above reach, it represents the higher self of the dreamer. There is something that your inner soul wishes to tell you. The shape and texture of the clouds could also convey something.

I hope you'll like this poem though it did not qualify with the given instructions, for the Flash Fiction Challenge which is to write a short story, please still allow me to share this to you anyway.

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I also recommend you to read this article by @Mono : The Tower of Progress: A Short Story

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