Amidst the Cloudy Skies, Lurks a Light of Hope

Amid rainy days and skies so grey,
Gloomy hues paint dreams astray,
Broken hearts are like shattered glass,
In the storm’s wake, we wander, alas.

Yet in the midst of clouds that weep,
Hope within our souls takes a leap,
For even when despair holds sway,
A better tomorrow isn’t far away.

Anxiety’s whispers may cloud our mind,
Despair’s shadows, heavy and unkind,
But at the heart’s core, a fire does burn,
A flicker of faith, a lesson to learn.

Though darkness reigns in the depths of night,
A glimmer of dawn breaks through the fight,
For in the heart of the tempest’s swirl,
Hope spreads its flag, its wings unfurl.

The sun will rise, a promise so clear,
Chasing away every lingering fear,
Though today’s night seems endless and grey,
Tomorrow’s sun will light the way.

Keep holding on, keep believing strong,
In the midst of sorrow, we still belong,
Life’s twists and turns, a mystery profound,
In its secret corners, wonders are found.

So even when skies are clouded above,
And life’s journey feels tough to move,
Remember the light that’s waiting to gleam,
Through the darkest moments, a hopeful dream.

SRD.

Photo by Rodrigo Rodriguez on Unsplash

Context: At this very moment, I am sitting on my balcony, looking at the gloomy skies above, with nothing but a Mac to paint the picture inside my mind. As I peer into the sky, I feel like it reflects how a lot of us feel in our lives at the moment. Broken hearts, never to be mended again. Shattered dreams, never to be realised again. The stories are buried deep, never to be revealed to a soul. There’s so much despair in the world, that I feel like the skies above are a true reflection of that. But we humans do rarely give up. Even when the skies are the gloomiest or the night the darkest, we hold on. We hold on to hope for that flicker of light that lurks within those deep, dark clouds. We hold on to hope for tomorrow’s sun that will follow the dark night of today. We hold on, to hope, to dream, to paint a better future. And I always find it so fascinating and inspiring. This is an ode to that human spirit.

Published by SRD

The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

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