I see a thread of silver
Hanging from this gloomy cloud
And maybe if I pull it
It will lift this heavy shroud.
I’ve heard there is a lining
Inside these types of clouds
Silver like this thread I see
But still I have my doubts.
All I see is grayish
In this nimbus overhead
Threatening rain, or worse, a storm
My hope soon drenched with dread.
But what if this silver lining
Is the softer side of clouds?
The inside out of pain and grief
The answer to the doubt?
I only see the silver thread
But what if there is more?
Could the thread lead to a fabric
That I’ve never seen before?
Gray and silver mingling
On the color chart of life
The ugly turns to lovely
The darkness turns to light.
And if I gaze intently
At the gray in clouds above
Will I see the hint of silver
A glimpse of Jesus’ love?
Gray and silver are not opposites
So can they work together
To show my heart the heavens
And how to see them better?
If I look closely toward the sky
And tug on that little thread
Maybe all I’ll see in place of gray
Is the shiny side instead…
