Oh, the world is dark
The storm within is raging, rushing
Lighting strikes, but lends no light
And night is bleaker with its hit
Fog and mist rise ‘round the tree-trunks
Binding still the black to night
And with its ever-reaching fingers
Steals the hope of daybreak’s joy
But from the mountains creeps a promise
Light has flown across the sky
And reaching here you see it’s figure
A winged being, petite and fair
She stands there quietly, ethereal
And in her eyes there shines the Hope

Note: Here is a bit of an older poem, but I thought I'd upload it for you all to enjoy :)

You cannot experience sun without rain,

joy without sorrow,

love without pain.

You cannot enjoy laughter without tears,

smiles without frowns,

trust without fears.