The Ebb and Flow of Darkness Penetrated by His Light
The sky reflected the conflict and turmoil of our nation. Dark billowing clouds rolled all about me. Their ebb and flow was not one massive blanket of darkness, but came in segments. Light — brilliant, not just ordinary light — burst through here and there, parting the sky and revealing the blues of heaven.
And to the east, a rainbow. Just a glimpse. But I saw it.
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