This too shall pass,

To every low, a high will surpass…

After the darkest of hour, brightness surely shall embark,

One happy memory is enough, to keep away the sadness’s mark…

 

This too shall pass,

Like the things that now had become past…

Sustaining the present is the only sole key,

To unlock living, waiting for the right place and time to be…

 

This too shall pass,

Again, for the flowers to be placed in the vase…

Blossoms to again bloom over the park,

Sky to shine bright, clearing the clouds dark…

 

This too shall pass,

For nature too to have one last laugh…

Living creatures to interact with all,

Laughter to be heard breaking from the grievance’s cell…