Is it possible to endure the pain
When one remembers the experience
Of sorrowful loss, instead of joyful gain?

The lone cloud cries over the windowpane
Longing the warmth of another cloud’s presence
It rolls slowly across the skies in pain
It searches and searches, but it’s all in vain
As the light fades, it cries with despondence
Believing that there is nothing to gain

Wait! What is that over the terrain?
The storm! The cloud thunders with impatience
Dawn awakens; all the grief and pain
Bursts forth and as time flows, none remain
Then, as Cupid’s arrows help close the distance
Of a wish to be together and gain
A gentle love as sweet as sugarcane

Despite the cloud’s darkness, rays of brilliance
Shine through to reveal a path devoid of pain
And sorrowful loss, instead of joyful gain