For that mist may break when the sun is high And this soul forget its sorrow And the rose ray of the closing day May promise a brighter morrow.

Be the sun and all will see you.

Get out from under precipice and see the sky.

Lift thyself up, look. around, and see something higher and brighter than earth, earthworms, and earthly darkness.

You must rise above The gloomy clouds Covering the mountaintop Otherwise, how will you Ever see the brightness?

When all the dark clouds roll away
And the sun begins to shine
I see my freedom from across the way
And it comes right in on time
Well it shines so bright and it gives so much light
And it comes from the sky above
Makes me feel so free makes me feel like me
And lights my life with love.

Go out into the sunlight and be happy with what you see.

You can order the sun to come up if you time it right.

Escape from the black cloud
that surrounds you.
Then you will see your own light
as radiant as the full moon.

The sun beyond the mountains glows;
The Yellow River seawards flows.
You can enjoy a grander sight
By climbing to a greater height.

I will rise from the darkness, shining like the morning star.

Illuminated woman am I.

The cyclone ends. The sun returns; the lofty coconut trees lift up their plumes again; man does likewise. The great anguish is over; joy has returned; the sea smiles like a child.

I choose to rise up out of that storm and see that in moments of desperation, fear, and helplessness, each of us can be a rainbow of hope, doing what we can to extend ourselves in kindness and grace to one another. And I know for sure that there is no them - there's only us.

After the rain, the sun will reappear.
There is life. After the pain, the joy will still be here.