When the pall of gloom overcasts my mind
And at cross roads bewildered as I stand
I tell myself
This shall pass

When my pain is more intense than I can bear
And no medicine seems potent to cure
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When my mind is full of fear
And I find no single soul to share
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When anxiety invades my inner abode
And there is no trace of comfort inside
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When storm clouds gather in the sky
And my tensions rise high
I tell myself
This too shall pass

When the road ahead stretches strenuous
And the distance makes me nervous
I tell myself
This too shall pass

As I lay pinned to the bed in pain
I got a newer insight of all those in deeper strain
My debilitating state gave me a lot of time to pray
And I earned the grace to overcome all my dismay

When the cycle of seasons keep changing
Life, from sorrows to joy will surely be shifting
Let us wait for the pendulum to have its full swing
And let our hopes heavenward steadily wing!

Serenity and sweetness will again fill the air
Doves of peace will coo in pair
The wintry chill will lose its frosty bite
Spring will come on wings like a sprite

‘‘Nevertheless, the hilltop hour
Would not be half so wonderful
Were there no dark valleys to traverse”
Helen Keller’s words now resonate in my ears