Dark clouds fill the sky,
Ominous thunder roars high.
The sun is gone, buried deep,
Inside clouds, piled in heaps.
There's no light, not a ray,
Don't even know whether it's night or day.
I try hard to break free,
From these shackles that bind me.
The more I try, the more I fail,
Sadly, all I can do is wail!
Slowly, Slowly everything changes,
Clouds part and the sun emerges.
Night has turned into day,
My eyes see the first ray!
New hopes fill my way.
I might be a caterpillar today,
As hope wipes out my sorrow,
I know now, I'll be a butterfly tomorrow!!
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Wings Of Light
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