I once lay beneath a forlorn sky
I gazed upward and wondered why
Why was I deluged in so much sorrow
And asked if the endless rain would stop tomorrow
I trudged through fields of endless mud
Desperate to escape the rising flood
I moved forward from dusk until dawn
But soon I lost the will to move on
Cold and wet, I looked up at the leaden sky in resignation
But what I found there was not hopelessness, but elation
A ray of sun cleaved its way through the storm
And my soul began to warm
For at last I was saved from my endless night.
Now my ravaged world is adorned in light.
But although these golden beads of sun dampen my pain,
I hope to one day enjoy the sun without the rain