Sun Shower

To see the sun shine through the clouds,
So dark and gray and angry,
Is the brightest hope in times of trouble.

That golden light,
So pure and bright,
So undeterred by thunder.

The rain is falling now,
Scattered patches of a storm
Spread too thin to be a danger.

The wind blows,
Light and airy and refreshing,
Short gusts that come in fits and starts.

A sudden cloudburst
And the rain comes down in torrents,
Even as the sun still peaks through the clouds.

The sky is while and gray,
And it's cold and wet outside,
But the sun is shining down on us now,
And we know that things will get better.