A Ray of Hope

a poem by Shailja Mehta

As rainy afternoon sets in
sending your spirits down
plunging into the sea of never ending sorrow,
you get a sigh of relief
when to your inner self you remind,
of the glorious mornings after the night
after the darkness always the light,
you dispel gloom
when to inner self you remind,
that when comes the night
morning will always follow dawning in night.