In the somber clouds, whispers of rain,
A symphony of droplets, a melancholy refrain.
Yet within the gloom, a promise remains,
That from the tears of heaven, life sustains.

When the sky weeps, its sorrow unveiled,
Nature's tears descend, the earth bewailed.
But in every drop, a seed of hope,
A reminder of resilience, a way to cope.

Then, when the sky dresses in hues of light,
Golden beams pierce through, dispelling the night.
In every ray, a message so clear,
That after every storm, joy draws near.

So let the sky wear its varied cloak,
For in every shade, a story bespoke.
In rain or shine, we find our way,
Guided by hope, come what may.
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