A cloud provides shade,
A break from the heat of the day
Eliminating the shadows that haunt
In the heat of our lives.
This is the silver lining.
In our minds, clouds impair
Clear judgment, common sense.
Clouds spark a storm of
Irrational behavior and
A dark world of doubts.
A stroll down a stormy path
Is an infinite circle
Surrounded by tall walls,
Vast rivers and dark forests
Trapping us from seeing the light.
Our escape comes when
We close our weary eyes,
Open our imaginations to opportunities,
A new path surrounded by meadows,
Abundant with flowers and chirping birds.
The first steps on the golden route
Part the clouds in our dark days
Providing internal hope to be happy,
To shine through the clouds,
To always see the silver lining.
We are born happy,
We know no pain or heartache,
We know no wrongdoing,
Our decisions are our own,
As to, are our mistakes.
Life is about learning
To stay happy and to share
Our stories, to share our silver lining,
To shine on the shadows
That attempt to darken our journey.
We must gather together
In a society, as family and friends
To complete a circle of positivity,
An energy charged by a bond
No dark clouds can ever penetrate.
Robert Stanhope started creative writing during his Junior year of high school. In his twenties, he became a motorsports journalist and was published in a number of local, regional, and national trade publications. Now in his early 40s, Bob has returned to creatively writing, including embarking on his first novel, The Last Lie.