Sometimes the storms are many and the sunny days are few
You look around for daylight and the darkness follows you
It's a time of difficulties and a time of constant pain
But this will soon be passing, you'll feel better once again
With the changing seasons, the universe needs to adjust
Leaves are falling freely and the flowers become dust
Though it seems so dismal and everything's on the ground
The buried seed's forgotten, when plants are all around
Life seems to have its pattern of falling and of rising
Sometimes we think it's ending but hope is so surprising
There is nothing that is hidden that won't come into the light
The dawn will always rise up: even after the darkest night.
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