Clouds

The dark clouds
That pass by
I wonder sometimes
How fast they fly?

A bright sunshine
Suddenly they cover
And in minutes
The darkness is over

Sometimes they give
The feeling of a chill
And without pouring
They go on their will

Sometimes they pour
And after they go
The beautiful sunshine
People enjoy more

Sorrow is like clouds
The darkness it brings
Doesn't stay for long
It flies away on wings

To enjoy the beauty
Of our beautiful life
One has to go through
The suffering of life

That's how one becomes
More pure, more true
That's the test of life
One has to go through.