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Cloudbursts of sorrow
fleet into covert rivers,
an outflow of dreams.

About the Creator
Pamela Williams
“Suppose I had wings like the dawning day and flew across the ocean. Even then your powerful arm would guide and protect me.”
— Psalm 139:9–10, Contemporary English Version (CEV)



Comments (15)
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"an outflow of dreams." LOVE!
Those pictures go so well with this, the entire piece is hauntingly beautiful.
Rivers of dream! Lovely topic. Hope I'll not write something like this? Pamela Williams, you can inspire someone.
Beautifully done!
a sky in my brain!
Eloquently expressed!!! Love it!!!❤️❤️💕
your image depiction to a story is on a different level, it resonates well with every piece of your writing well done
Oh my gosh, you always choose the best photos and they help to heighten the experience but your words is so much more powerful. Cloudburst being a strong word mixed with a softer word ‘sorrow’ worked beautifully for the first line. Reminding us that sorrow is fleeting, it can only last for a short while before it’s washed away. Then the last line an~outflow of dreams~ is like the release at the end of the storm. So very thought provoking and well written Pamela.
This one has an ethereal quality 😁
Oooo, this was so profound. Loved your Haiku!
That's lovely!
Oh wow I really liked this!
The rivers of dreams are present and will come to life eventually. Beautiful