Clouds of Haleakala


Standing in the dark in the middle of a rain cloud
sideways rain at ten-thousand feet slapping my face

Waiting, waiting for sunrise
Angry visitors give up, go home, curse the clouds

We wait, are rewarded with beauty of sparkling rays
streaming  God’s glory


I decided to write a second more positive Quadrille for dVerse Poets Pub today. The word to include is cloud, which made me think of being in the midst of a cloud waiting for sunrise on Mt. Haleakala, Maui.





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22 responses to “Clouds of Haleakala

  1. So wonderful when you can wait and see beauty reveal itself :o)

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  2. There are those moments both in creation and in Spirit when God just seems to break through and we recognize him even more because of what was absent. Too bad for those who don’t have the patience to wait.

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  3. sparkling rays streaming God’s glory… Amen! Beautifully penned 🙂

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  4. Why would someone climb all that way to be angry at the clouds?

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  5. The sun always rises right. Worth the wait I’m sure.

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  6. And that must have been a magical sight, worthy of the wait ~

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  7. Waiting for sunrise is a nice image. It has hope.

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  8. This is full of strength and God’s glory, Linda. Well done for standing up to that rain cloud!

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  9. Fantastic. I’m glad you got your sunrise – you deserved it! Never leave while there’s still hope.

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  10. Beautiful… the sun shining through

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