The Light Will Shine Again
The clouds will part
And the sun will shine,
We'll lift our voices
In song sublime,
A healing breeze
Will dry our tears,
A loving God
Will calm our fears,
And we'll come out stronger
On the other side;
We'll gift each other
With grateful smiles
For the parts we played
To ease the trials
Of friends and neighbours,
Those in need,
Each sacrifice
A precious seed;
And we'll come out kinder
On the other side;
We will dance once more,
Hold each other tight,
And we'll walk once more
Our steps in light,
The earth will sigh
And begin to heal
As we give our thanks
With grateful zeal;
And we'll come out wiser
On the other side.
Edie Batstone
I agree with both premises and your uplifting poem. The first, that we are better for it because we are beginning to interact in ways that are positive and not thought possible before. Making the second premise true. That we will come out of it stronger and better for having lived it.
Ron