In a sky overcast with clouds
on a rainy day
I see a rainbow winking back,
The Sun is not away!
On cold autumn nights full of stars
with wind in the air,
I see promise of light in the dark,
there is no need to despair.
For summers there must winters come,
and for springs gusty storms,
In nature's eye they are one,
though have they different forms.
And youth must old age surpass,
and restless life, death.
As night cometh after each day,
and breath after breath.
For each song that is sung,
must someday end,
so that a new one may begin;
and each star that shined so bright
must someday end in din.
But nothing is ever lost, nothing appears,
its Natures ancient play.
For stars may come and stars may go,
but light is here to stay!
(My first at rhyming)